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 United Kingdom and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Moss Icon to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
A Certain Ratio,
Roger Hodgson,
Idris Muhammad,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sam Rivers,
Con Funk Shun,
Lalann,
Outsiders,
Crooked Eye,
Grey Daturas,
The Fuzztones,
Soulsonic Force,
David McCallum,
Ronnie Foster,
Moss Icon,
Unrelated Segments,
Kenny Larkin,
Wolf Eyes,
The Sound,
kango's stein massive,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Colin Newman,
Robert Hood,
Bootsy Collins,
the Human League,
EPMD,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dennis Brown,
Radiohead,
Dead Boys,
MC5,
the Fania All-Stars,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cluster,
Scion,
The Index,
The Count Five,
Archie Shepp,
Silicon Teens,
Jandek,
Supertramp,
Slick Rick,
Delon & Dalcan,
These Immortal Souls,
The Fall,
Cecil Taylor,
Minny Pops,
The J.B.'s,
Severed Heads,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Tres Demented,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Remains,
The Pretty Things,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.