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 Qatar and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jerry's Kids,
Juan Atkins,
Todd Terry,
Eric B and Rakim,
Glenn Branca,
Warsaw,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Maurizio,
Soul Sonic Force,
Warren Ellis,
The Cowsills,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Sound,
The Searchers,
Tres Demented,
Roxette,
the Germs,
Kenny Larkin,
Au Pairs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Das Ding,
Yusef Lateef,
Interpol,
The Pretty Things,
Roy Ayers,
Lakeside,
Delta 5,
Negative Approach,
Can,
Lou Reed,
Desert Stars,
Morten Harket,
Slick Rick,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Glambeats Corp.,
Surgeon,
The Tremeloes,
Rosa Yemen,
Symarip,
Grauzone,
Sun City Girls,
Sex Pistols,
The Names,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Delon & Dalcan,
T. Rex,
Crooked Eye,
Marshall Jefferson,
Marc Almond,
Eurythmics,
Drexciya,
The Red Krayola,
The United States of America,
Bad Manners,
Sonny Sharrock,
Tim Buckley,
Terry Callier,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.