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 Indonesia and from Paris.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 The Gladiators to the dance 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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Carl Craig,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Alphaville,
Don Cherry,
Frankie Knuckles,
Derrick Morgan,
Judy Mowatt,
Hoover,
Patti Smith,
the Swans,
Gichy Dan,
Malaria!,
Spandau Ballet,
The Young Rascals,
Pylon,
Shuggie Otis,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pantytec,
Suburban Knight,
Ralphi Rosario,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Grey Daturas,
Kenny Larkin,
Nation of Ulysses,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sound Behaviour,
Roxette,
Audionom,
A Certain Ratio,
Echospace,
The Buckinghams,
T.S.O.L.,
Alton Ellis,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Soft Cell,
a-ha,
Drive Like Jehu,
Dawn Penn,
Masters at Work,
Kaleidoscope,
Toni Rubio,
Sugar Minott,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Stooges,
Glenn Branca,
Anakelly,
Boredoms,
Tears for Fears,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Amon Düül II,
Motorama,
Mark Hollis,
Jeff Mills,
Rites of Spring,
Maleditus Sound,
Shoche,
The Cure,
Procol Harum,
Todd Rundgren,
Underground Resistance,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.