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 Malta and from Milan.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 808 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 Jeru the Damaja to the techno 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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radio Birdman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Brick,
Adolescents,
Bobby Womack,
Inner City,
Technova,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Scratch Acid,
Fugazi,
Rotary Connection,
Black Flag,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Misunderstood,
Kevin Saunderson,
Deepchord,
Agitation Free,
Bill Wells,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Red Krayola,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eddi Front,
Rufus Thomas,
Bauhaus,
Drive Like Jehu,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cameo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scion,
Flash Fearless,
Cal Tjader,
Quando Quango,
Scan 7,
The Knickerbockers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Offenders,
John Coltrane,
JFA,
David Bowie,
Crime,
Infiniti,
the Bar-Kays,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Gories,
ABBA,
Lakeside,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Can,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Peter & Gordon,
Gang of Four,
PIL,
The Fortunes,
Laurel Aitken,
Masters at Work,
Essential Logic,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gong,
R.M.O.,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.