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 Singapore and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
UT,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Monks,
Crispy Ambulance,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sixth Finger,
Pylon,
Nick Fraelich,
Bush Tetras,
Gong,
Mandrill,
Kurtis Blow,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Fuzztones,
Parry Music,
Scott Walker,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Raincoats,
F. McDonald,
Sex Pistols,
The Sonics,
Drexciya,
Urselle,
Leonard Cohen,
Schoolly D,
Los Fastidios,
10cc,
Amon Düül,
Delon & Dalcan,
Soul II Soul,
David Axelrod,
Trumans Water,
Cluster,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Electric Prunes,
Shuggie Otis,
Inner City,
Deadbeat,
Bizarre Inc.,
Joe Smooth,
The American Breed,
Angry Samoans,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Erykah Badu,
Magazine,
Donny Hathaway,
CMW,
The Last Poets,
Make Up,
Tres Demented,
The Neon Judgement,
Josef K,
Fugazi,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Maurizio,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.