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 Chile and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Mexico City.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Scrapy to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Detroit Cobras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Chris & Cosey,
Altered Images,
Charles Mingus,
Matthew Bourne,
Theoretical Girls,
Laurel Aitken,
The Monks,
Eric B and Rakim,
Qualms,
Mark Hollis,
Pagans,
Bauhaus,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Dennis Brown,
Boogie Down Productions,
Dark Day,
Royal Trux,
Intrusion,
Glambeats Corp.,
Marmalade,
Eric Copeland,
Bobby Sherman,
Country Teasers,
Donny Hathaway,
The Standells,
Sarah Menescal,
Judy Mowatt,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Invisible,
Bobby Byrd,
Sparks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Quantec,
Thee Headcoats,
Lou Reed,
Eden Ahbez,
Peter and Kerry,
New York Dolls,
Kerrie Biddell,
Warsaw,
The Gladiators,
Parry Music,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Flipper,
James White and The Blacks,
Michelle Simonal,
Ice-T,
DNA,
Niagra,
Marshall Jefferson,
Wire,
Peter & Gordon,
DJ Style,
Delon & Dalcan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Aloha Tigers,
Piero Umiliani,
Wally Richardson,
The Neon Judgement,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kas Product,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.