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 Yemen and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Agitation Free to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba 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 linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Smog,
James White and The Blacks,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nico,
Alton Ellis,
Kas Product,
Michelle Simonal,
Derrick May,
Stockholm Monsters,
Wally Richardson,
Nik Kershaw,
Deakin,
Drive Like Jehu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scrapy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Essential Logic,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cluster,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rod Modell,
The Birthday Party,
Gong,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Brand Nubian,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Tomorrow,
Duran Duran,
Arab on Radar,
Lucky Dragons,
The Young Rascals,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Techniques,
Livin' Joy,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Tremeloes,
OOIOO,
Steve Hackett,
Rites of Spring,
Negative Approach,
Eric Dolphy,
Anakelly,
Bad Manners,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
One Last Wish,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Angry Samoans,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Roxy Music,
Gang of Four,
Bush Tetras,
Bill Near,
MC5,
Q65,
Juan Atkins,
The Pretty Things,
Blossom Toes,
Prince Buster,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.