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 Mexico and from Bologna.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 A Flock of Seagulls to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Neil Young,
Negative Approach,
DJ Style,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Gladiators,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
E-Dancer,
The Five Americans,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Yellowson,
Ludus,
Andrew Hill,
Deadbeat,
Camouflage,
the Association,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Blossom Toes,
the Normal,
Aswad,
Kaleidoscope,
The Remains,
Maleditus Sound,
The Blackbyrds,
Blake Baxter,
Jeff Mills,
Harpers Bizarre,
Junior Murvin,
The Mummies,
Soul II Soul,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Absolute Body Control,
Yaz,
Q and Not U,
Rakim,
Leonard Cohen,
Popol Vuh,
Technova,
Sonny Sharrock,
Country Teasers,
The Fuzztones,
Eli Mardock,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pantaleimon,
Terry Callier,
Ten City,
The Divine Comedy,
Agent Orange,
Theoretical Girls,
Juan Atkins,
Altered Images,
Skarface,
Stereo Dub,
Radiohead,
Heaven 17,
Robert Wyatt,
Kevin Saunderson,
Newcleus,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
New Order,
World's Most,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.