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 South Africa and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 EPMD to the crunk 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 Fat Boys. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
The Associates,
The Divine Comedy,
Hardrive,
Eve St. Jones,
Au Pairs,
The Black Dice,
Soulsonic Force,
The Human League,
Maleditus Sound,
One Last Wish,
Los Fastidios,
Stiv Bators,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Warsaw,
Darondo,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Martian,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Funky Four + One,
Derrick May,
10cc,
Godley & Creme,
L. Decosne,
Absolute Body Control,
Adolescents,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Piero Umiliani,
David McCallum,
Mantronix,
the Sonics,
In Retrospect,
Sonic Youth,
Lou Christie,
the Normal,
Rhythm & Sound,
LL Cool J,
Mars,
Lebanon Hanover,
Minutemen,
Matthew Halsall,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Crispy Ambulance,
Todd Terry,
Nick Fraelich,
The Cure,
Anthony Braxton,
The Velvet Underground,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Minnie Riperton,
Soul Sonic Force,
Schoolly D,
Heaven 17,
Barry Ungar,
Albert Ayler,
The Mummies,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.