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 Sudan and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Robert Palmer 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 Brass Construction 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Cybotron,
The Martian,
Lower 48,
Wolf Eyes,
The Barracudas,
the Bar-Kays,
Shoche,
Colin Newman,
Television Personalities,
Kerri Chandler,
Crispian St. Peters,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dawn Penn,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dave Gahan,
Minnie Riperton,
B.T. Express,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gichy Dan,
Niagra,
The Pretty Things,
The J.B.'s,
Nils Olav,
Andrew Hill,
MC5,
Jacob Miller,
Man Parrish,
Minutemen,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Monks,
Joe Finger,
John Foxx,
CMW,
OOIOO,
Donald Byrd,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Mummies,
Dorothy Ashby,
X-101,
Sällskapet,
Lalo Schifrin,
E-Dancer,
World's Most,
K-Klass,
Sugar Minott,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Unrelated Segments,
PIL,
The Blues Magoos,
Erykah Badu,
Agitation Free,
Spoonie Gee,
The United States of America,
Schoolly D,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.