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 Seychelles and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Dawn Penn to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Bob Dylan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Livin' Joy,
Ten City,
Eurythmics,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cameo,
Basic Channel,
Danielle Patucci,
Roy Ayers,
The Toasters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Cure,
Todd Terry,
UT,
The Smiths,
Lightning Bolt,
the Human League,
The Young Rascals,
The Divine Comedy,
Minny Pops,
Sonic Youth,
Grandmaster Flash,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Big Daddy Kane,
Massinfluence,
Animal Collective,
Brothers Johnson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Zapp,
Sister Nancy,
Michelle Simonal,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
CMW,
Audionom,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gang Green,
Max Romeo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ituana,
Toni Rubio,
Peter and Kerry,
Marine Girls,
Slave,
Shuggie Otis,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sound Behaviour,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The J.B.'s,
Bobby Sherman,
Robert Hood,
The Red Krayola,
June Days,
Chris Corsano,
Roxy Music,
kango's stein massive,
The Names,
Rekid,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.