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 Grenada 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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs 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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
The Skatalites,
Nas,
The Stooges,
Brand Nubian,
Agitation Free,
Gang Starr,
Tears for Fears,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Peter and Kerry,
Pet Shop Boys,
June of 44,
Sonic Youth,
cv313,
June Days,
Alphaville,
The Selecter,
Colin Newman,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Pretty Things,
Kool Moe Dee,
Big Daddy Kane,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Iggy Pop,
Crispian St. Peters,
Cybotron,
10cc,
Saccharine Trust,
Ornette Coleman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mary Jane Girls,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Chris Corsano,
Piero Umiliani,
Harmonia,
Johnny Osbourne,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Matthew Halsall,
Parry Music,
Buzzcocks,
a-ha,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Massinfluence,
Robert Wyatt,
Tommy Roe,
Unwound,
Soft Machine,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rekid,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Inner City,
D'Angelo,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Grass Roots,
Faust,
New York Dolls,
Marshall Jefferson,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.