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 Bahamas and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Lucky Dragons to the grunge 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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Arthur Verocai,
Angry Samoans,
Nas,
The Monks,
The Cure,
The Victims,
Trumans Water,
Charles Mingus,
Crime,
Nils Olav,
The Pretty Things,
Joensuu 1685,
Supertramp,
Grandmaster Flash,
Danielle Patucci,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Move,
B.T. Express,
Crispy Ambulance,
Technova,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roger Hodgson,
Jawbox,
Lyres,
Stereo Dub,
Rod Modell,
The Evens,
Sound Behaviour,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Gladiators,
Brick,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Chris Corsano,
Kayak,
Ohio Players,
This Heat,
D'Angelo,
John Cale,
Absolute Body Control,
Loose Ends,
Dual Sessions,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Red Krayola,
The Gap Band,
L. Decosne,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Masters at Work,
The Gories,
Robert Wyatt,
Mantronix,
Soul II Soul,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.