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 Kenya and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 David Bowie 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 Bobby Sherman to the rap 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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ken Boothe,
Parry Music,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Guru Guru,
Unwound,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Black Flag,
Sugar Minott,
X-102,
Public Image Ltd.,
Todd Rundgren,
Radio Birdman,
Leonard Cohen,
The Raincoats,
UT,
Jeff Mills,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Adolescents,
In Retrospect,
The Move,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fat Boys,
Robert Görl,
The Standells,
Idris Muhammad,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Beau Brummels,
Connie Case,
Dawn Penn,
Bush Tetras,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Whodini,
Masters at Work,
Simply Red,
Saccharine Trust,
Skarface,
World's Most,
Henry Cow,
New Order,
U.S. Maple,
The Techniques,
Alice Coltrane,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Selecter,
Swell Maps,
The New Christs,
Heaven 17,
Tom Boy,
Scion,
The Dirtbombs,
Ultravox,
Deakin,
Kool Moe Dee,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sällskapet,
Average White Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Prince Buster,
Eric Copeland,
The Motions,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.