Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Belize and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Schoolly D to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maurizio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Ronan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sällskapet,
John Cale,
The Offenders,
Black Flag,
Ossler,
Quantec,
Alphaville,
Echospace,
Danielle Patucci,
Junior Murvin,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Robert Hood,
Andrew Hill,
Bobby Womack,
Inner City,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Thee Headcoats,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Dirtbombs,
Derrick Morgan,
Peter and Kerry,
Lakeside,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Amon Düül,
Glenn Branca,
Bill Near,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pylon,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Desert Stars,
Boredoms,
Hot Snakes,
Stiv Bators,
Soft Cell,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Don Cherry,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Knickerbockers,
Letta Mbulu,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fuzztones,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Loose Ends,
Saccharine Trust,
Cecil Taylor,
Smog,
The Wake,
The Misunderstood,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jerry's Kids,
The Red Krayola,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.