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 Haiti and from Tehran.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
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 Soft Cell to the funk 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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s 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 Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Moby Grape,
Y Pants,
The Remains,
The Five Americans,
Second Layer,
Urselle,
Deakin,
Charles Mingus,
Quadrant,
OOIOO,
Sällskapet,
Throbbing Gristle,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bill Near,
Warsaw,
Joe Finger,
Prince Buster,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Silicon Teens,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Hashim,
Symarip,
Peter & Gordon,
Sun Ra,
Agitation Free,
Kayak,
Popol Vuh,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mad Mike,
Cameo,
Drexciya,
The Skatalites,
LL Cool J,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Amazonics,
Black Sheep,
Country Joe & The Fish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Boogie Down Productions,
48th St. Collective,
D'Angelo,
E-Dancer,
Gang Green,
Royal Trux,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Simply Red,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Al Stewart,
Skarface,
Echospace,
Young Marble Giants,
Kurtis Blow,
Stetsasonic,
Pole,
Visage,
The Searchers,
Pulsallama,
The Detroit Cobras,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.