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 Thailand and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Holger Czukay 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the electroclash 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 Sexual Harrassment. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
Marvin Gaye,
Rapeman,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Robert Görl,
Carl Craig,
Pussy Galore,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Monochrome Set,
Saccharine Trust,
ABC,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Magma,
Ten City,
The Index,
David McCallum,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
X-102,
Althea and Donna,
Chris & Cosey,
The Zeros,
June Days,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Black Sheep,
Oblivians,
Bob Dylan,
Juan Atkins,
Marshall Jefferson,
PIL,
Yaz,
ABBA,
Marine Girls,
Pantaleimon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gang Gang Dance,
Cymande,
Aural Exciters,
This Heat,
X-101,
Lucky Dragons,
Jeru the Damaja,
Malaria!,
Glambeats Corp.,
Essential Logic,
David Axelrod,
Roxy Music,
Byron Stingily,
Anthony Braxton,
Skarface,
The Buckinghams,
Minny Pops,
Altered Images,
Yusef Lateef,
The Fugs,
The Star Department,
Faraquet,
Bootsy Collins,
The Grass Roots,
Johnny Osbourne,
Crime,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.