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 Benin and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lyon.
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 güiro 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gories. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf 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 theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Blackbyrds,
Wire,
Maleditus Sound,
ABC,
Metal Thangz,
Tropical Tobacco,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ronan,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Move,
Excepter,
Second Layer,
World's Most,
Scrapy,
Soft Cell,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Symarip,
Fluxion,
Gang Green,
Nation of Ulysses,
Minny Pops,
Ituana,
The Neon Judgement,
Michelle Simonal,
Funky Four + One,
The Fugs,
Japan,
Dawn Penn,
Procol Harum,
Slave,
Make Up,
Duran Duran,
Soul Sonic Force,
Marine Girls,
John Coltrane,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jeff Mills,
Blossom Toes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Index,
Maurizio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lalo Schifrin,
Liliput,
New York Dolls,
Parry Music,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Blancmange,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scan 7,
Bauhaus,
Cameo,
Agent Orange,
Don Cherry,
Bobby Sherman,
Glenn Branca,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Tommy Roe,
Eddi Front,
John Lydon,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.