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 New Zealand and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Derrick Morgan to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerrie Biddell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
KRS-One,
Livin' Joy,
the Germs,
Nation of Ulysses,
Cecil Taylor,
Can,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mary Jane Girls,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Pop Group,
The Monochrome Set,
Hashim,
The Sonics,
Wire,
Quantec,
Mission of Burma,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Birthday Party,
Yusef Lateef,
Idris Muhammad,
Suburban Knight,
kango's stein massive,
Susan Cadogan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kurtis Blow,
Severed Heads,
Sandy B,
Aloha Tigers,
Wolf Eyes,
Sun Ra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Adolescents,
Neu!,
Youth Brigade,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
DJ Style,
Kaleidoscope,
Mandrill,
June Days,
The Count Five,
EPMD,
Pussy Galore,
Amazonics,
Delta 5,
Siglo XX,
Icehouse,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Godley & Creme,
Underground Resistance,
Black Sheep,
The Doobie Brothers,
Deepchord,
Bob Dylan,
Tubeway Army,
Fatback Band,
The Happenings,
Oneida,
Chris & Cosey,
The Walker Brothers,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.