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 Iraq and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 the Normal to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Popol Vuh,
Neil Young,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Todd Rundgren,
Schoolly D,
Roger Hodgson,
Buzzcocks,
Suburban Knight,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Arab on Radar,
L. Decosne,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Excepter,
Wolf Eyes,
Donny Hathaway,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Pop Group,
Girls At Our Best!,
Mars,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Prince Buster,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Star Department,
Khruangbin,
The Count Five,
The Electric Prunes,
Stockholm Monsters,
Magazine,
Vainqueur,
The Flesh Eaters,
Roxette,
Chris Corsano,
Nas,
Robert Hood,
Lou Reed,
Eurythmics,
X-102,
Kevin Saunderson,
David Axelrod,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Yellowson,
Pulsallama,
Charles Mingus,
Pylon,
Adolescents,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gang Green,
UT,
Skarface,
the Association,
Dual Sessions,
Can,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ultravox,
Camberwell Now,
Anakelly,
Eric Dolphy,
Japan,
Piero Umiliani,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.