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 Comoros and from London.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 The Toasters to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson 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?
China Crisis,
The Toasters,
Sonny Sharrock,
Derrick May,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tim Buckley,
Oblivians,
Ohio Players,
Anthony Braxton,
Bronski Beat,
Second Layer,
PIL,
Flamin' Groovies,
Joy Division,
Ice-T,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
In Retrospect,
Laurel Aitken,
Ultra Naté,
Prince Buster,
Slave,
Colin Newman,
Alphaville,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Suicide,
Nas,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Grey Daturas,
Lower 48,
The Smiths,
Darondo,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Scott Walker,
The United States of America,
Lyres,
Lakeside,
The Durutti Column,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kevin Saunderson,
One Last Wish,
D'Angelo,
Agent Orange,
Lalo Schifrin,
Blossom Toes,
Model 500,
Johnny Osbourne,
Whodini,
Little Man,
Archie Shepp,
Deakin,
Half Japanese,
Tomorrow,
Supertramp,
The Doobie Brothers,
Monks,
Big Daddy Kane,
The J.B.'s,
Fela Kuti,
The Fall,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.