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 Sweden and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Black Pus to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sixth Finger,
48th St. Collective,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cecil Taylor,
Negative Approach,
The Pop Group,
Youth Brigade,
Arcadia,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Japan,
Darondo,
Frankie Knuckles,
Alphaville,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rosa Yemen,
Jerry's Kids,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Move,
Soul Sonic Force,
Theoretical Girls,
Juan Atkins,
Country Teasers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gong,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fatback Band,
Aswad,
The Sound,
kango's stein massive,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Fad Gadget,
Stockholm Monsters,
Desert Stars,
Marshall Jefferson,
Mandrill,
Graham Central Station,
Crispy Ambulance,
Joey Negro,
Electric Prunes,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Last Poets,
Nirvana,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Intrusion,
Dave Gahan,
Isaac Hayes,
Y Pants,
Soft Machine,
Mr. Review,
Scrapy,
Amon Düül II,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Boredoms,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
CMW,
Faraquet,
Lower 48,
Gang of Four,
The Barracudas,
Minnie Riperton,
Severed Heads,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.