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 India and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin 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 Brass Construction 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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a LL Cool J record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Procol Harum,
Todd Rundgren,
R.M.O.,
Fat Boys,
Cameo,
Black Sheep,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Human League,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gang of Four,
Excepter,
Bobby Womack,
The Techniques,
Gastr Del Sol,
Marc Almond,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ken Boothe,
the Fania All-Stars,
Scrapy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Shadows of Knight,
Stereo Dub,
Byron Stingily,
Arab on Radar,
The Trojans,
John Holt,
Brick,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Tres Demented,
Harry Pussy,
Motorama,
The Durutti Column,
Derrick May,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Zeros,
Lucky Dragons,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Human League,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
EPMD,
Eddi Front,
Avey Tare,
The Real Kids,
Ronan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lyres,
Barclay James Harvest,
Technova,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Erykah Badu,
Jeff Lynne,
The Saints,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Carl Craig,
The Moleskins,
Angry Samoans,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
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.