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 Afghanistan and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 Zero Boys to the grime 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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Birthday Party record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Camberwell Now,
X-102,
Jesper Dahlback,
Country Teasers,
The Wake,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Avey Tare,
The Fuzztones,
Soul Sonic Force,
June of 44,
The Fire Engines,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sixth Finger,
Donald Byrd,
Flash Fearless,
Radiohead,
Soulsonic Force,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Juan Atkins,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tomorrow,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lakeside,
Outsiders,
LL Cool J,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Dave Clark Five,
Roy Ayers,
Nils Olav,
Public Enemy,
Pantaleimon,
Scrapy,
Youth Brigade,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rites of Spring,
KRS-One,
Das Ding,
Barrington Levy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Icehouse,
Aaron Thompson,
The Stooges,
Derrick May,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sun City Girls,
Byron Stingily,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Curtis Mayfield,
Warsaw,
Letta Mbulu,
Malaria!,
Kevin Saunderson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Nik Kershaw,
10cc,
Patti Smith,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Monochrome Set,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.