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 Pakistan and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Milan.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the snare 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 The Sonics to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eli Mardock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jimmy McGriff,
Adolescents,
JFA,
Au Pairs,
The Monochrome Set,
Maurizio,
Minor Threat,
Hasil Adkins,
Skriet,
Pussy Galore,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Zapp,
Gang of Four,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Depeche Mode,
Marmalade,
Brick,
Bluetip,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ultimate Spinach,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lebanon Hanover,
Popol Vuh,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Talk Talk,
In Retrospect,
Agent Orange,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Oblivians,
CMW,
Camberwell Now,
Charles Mingus,
the Sonics,
Roger Hodgson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Frankie Knuckles,
Radiohead,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Barrington Levy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Moody Blues,
The American Breed,
Jawbox,
Gong,
Erasure,
Patti Smith,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cecil Taylor,
Flamin' Groovies,
Nirvana,
Symarip,
Angry Samoans,
Toni Rubio,
Main Source,
Scan 7,
Leonard Cohen,
Bush Tetras,
Mandrill,
Fatback Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tomorrow,
X-101,
Rosa Yemen,
Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment.
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.