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 Kazakhstan and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Marine Girls to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Parry Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roy Ayers,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lebanon Hanover,
Quando Quango,
Mr. Review,
Brick,
K-Klass,
Supertramp,
Minutemen,
DNA,
The Pop Group,
Robert Görl,
Japan,
Dual Sessions,
Grey Daturas,
Wally Richardson,
Spoonie Gee,
The Blues Magoos,
Guru Guru,
PIL,
48th St. Collective,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Gap Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Brass Construction,
Infiniti,
The Durutti Column,
Delta 5,
The Litter,
Ohio Players,
Khruangbin,
Freddie Wadling,
Marmalade,
Blake Baxter,
Harmonia,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Model 500,
Newcleus,
Toni Rubio,
Roxette,
Loose Ends,
Lakeside,
Basic Channel,
Ultimate Spinach,
Severed Heads,
The Count Five,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Black Flag,
The Mummies,
Hardrive,
T. Rex,
Graham Central Station,
Parry Music,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Marvin Gaye,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Slits,
Josef K,
Angry Samoans,
Moby Grape,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.