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 Belarus and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 Bootsy Collins to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Standells. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
New Age Steppers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Barbara Tucker,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Fire Engines,
Connie Case,
Charles Mingus,
The Blackbyrds,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rapeman,
The Names,
Maleditus Sound,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Pylon,
Ten City,
Cheater Slicks,
Thompson Twins,
Soulsonic Force,
Crash Course in Science,
Reagan Youth,
The Sound,
Soft Machine,
Rakim,
Lou Reed,
Gang of Four,
Monks,
The Trojans,
The Divine Comedy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Infiniti,
Skarface,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gichy Dan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Rufus Thomas,
ABBA,
Magazine,
Camberwell Now,
The Pretty Things,
Black Sheep,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
OOIOO,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bob Dylan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Cure,
Skriet,
Masters at Work,
The Tremeloes,
Jacob Miller,
Country Teasers,
The Leaves,
Unrelated Segments,
Rekid,
Pet Shop Boys,
Intrusion,
Quando Quango,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.