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 Lithuania and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Piero Umiliani to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Agitation Free,
The Blackbyrds,
One Last Wish,
Shoche,
Maleditus Sound,
the Slits,
Robert Görl,
Das Ding,
The Cramps,
The Real Kids,
Infiniti,
Tubeway Army,
Jacques Brel,
Gichy Dan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
R.M.O.,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sparks,
Spoonie Gee,
Peter and Kerry,
Sun City Girls,
The Mummies,
The Golliwogs,
MC5,
Cameo,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Barrington Levy,
Harmonia,
Donny Hathaway,
Tom Boy,
Maurizio,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Big Daddy Kane,
Todd Rundgren,
Skarface,
Outsiders,
Duran Duran,
David McCallum,
Jerry's Kids,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Model 500,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Adolescents,
Jesper Dahlback,
Chrome,
Jacob Miller,
Main Source,
Charles Mingus,
Procol Harum,
MDC,
E-Dancer,
Bill Near,
U.S. Maple,
The Young Rascals,
Surgeon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Eve St. Jones,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.