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 Haiti and from Salvador.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Shanghai.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Wally Richardson to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
Black Moon,
The Stooges,
Metal Thangz,
Eli Mardock,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Vogues,
The Durutti Column,
Monolake,
The New Christs,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eric Copeland,
Yaz,
The Happenings,
Lucky Dragons,
Brand Nubian,
Graham Central Station,
Oblivians,
Alice Coltrane,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
John Cale,
Joe Finger,
The Cowsills,
Barrington Levy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mad Mike,
Sexual Harrassment,
Alphaville,
Blossom Toes,
The Skatalites,
Babytalk,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Iggy Pop,
Mission of Burma,
Gang Starr,
Steve Hackett,
Marine Girls,
Eddi Front,
Jacques Brel,
Pantytec,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scratch Acid,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Flamin' Groovies,
Outsiders,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Marmalade,
Funky Four + One,
Monks,
Tres Demented,
New Age Steppers,
The Fuzztones,
the Association,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gabor Szabo,
The Sound,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
the Human League,
Ituana,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Radiohead,
Ossler,
Von Mondo,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.