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 Togo and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Paris and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Nik Kershaw to the crunk 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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Simply Red,
Mission of Burma,
Neu!,
Susan Cadogan,
Hardrive,
Dennis Brown,
Johnny Osbourne,
Skarface,
Mary Jane Girls,
Cheater Slicks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sonic Youth,
Moebius,
Amon Düül II,
kango's stein massive,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
One Last Wish,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gang Green,
10cc,
Ronnie Foster,
Harmonia,
Radio Birdman,
The Fortunes,
Kas Product,
Icehouse,
The Count Five,
Faust,
Eurythmics,
Thee Headcoats,
Urselle,
Basic Channel,
The Velvet Underground,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lalo Schifrin,
Minor Threat,
The Gories,
Metal Thangz,
Aural Exciters,
Half Japanese,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Residents,
Scion,
the Bar-Kays,
Trumans Water,
Brand Nubian,
Easy Going,
Symarip,
Carl Craig,
Pharoah Sanders,
Tim Buckley,
Vladislav Delay,
The Flesh Eaters,
Shoche,
The Gap Band,
In Retrospect,
Radiopuhelimet,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths.
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.