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 Antigua and from Calgary.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the marimba 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Das Ding record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Danielle Patucci,
Kas Product,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Man Eating Sloth,
Ultra Naté,
8 Eyed Spy,
Junior Murvin,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nirvana,
Section 25,
Zero Boys,
Girls At Our Best!,
Vladislav Delay,
Ludus,
The Sonics,
Wally Richardson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Camberwell Now,
Ralphi Rosario,
Suicide,
Kool Moe Dee,
EPMD,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The J.B.'s,
Essential Logic,
Barbara Tucker,
Laurel Aitken,
Fugazi,
Mark Hollis,
Peter and Kerry,
Quadrant,
Youth Brigade,
JFA,
Angry Samoans,
kango's stein massive,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Robert Hood,
Boogie Down Productions,
MDC,
Flipper,
Skriet,
the Swans,
The Pop Group,
Swans,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Trumans Water,
Sparks,
Erasure,
Radiopuhelimet,
Nico,
Henry Cow,
The Busters,
the Germs,
The Gories,
New Order,
Hoover,
Carl Craig,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.