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 the UAE and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in 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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mr. Review 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doors,
LL Cool J,
Young Marble Giants,
Dead Boys,
Groovy Waters,
Von Mondo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Con Funk Shun,
T.S.O.L.,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ituana,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Index,
Audionom,
UT,
Tommy Roe,
Stiv Bators,
The Slits,
Roger Hodgson,
Section 25,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Quantec,
Sister Nancy,
Crime,
Ralphi Rosario,
Whodini,
Outsiders,
Rapeman,
Guru Guru,
Niagra,
Carl Craig,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nirvana,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Easy Going,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Toni Rubio,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gong,
Nik Kershaw,
Michelle Simonal,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sly & The Family Stone,
China Crisis,
A Certain Ratio,
The Fuzztones,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kas Product,
Technova,
Jeff Mills,
Arab on Radar,
Crispy Ambulance,
Mr. Review,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Mummies,
Marshall Jefferson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Angels of Light,
Deepchord,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Grauzone,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.