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 Dominica and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 theremin 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 Index to the funk 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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba 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 spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Subhumans,
The Remains,
The Dead C,
Cameo,
Derrick May,
Scion,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bush Tetras,
Maurizio,
David McCallum,
Quando Quango,
R.M.O.,
Lower 48,
The Vogues,
KRS-One,
the Germs,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Smog,
Model 500,
Iggy Pop,
T. Rex,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fatback Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Knickerbockers,
Echospace,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jerry's Kids,
Janne Schatter,
Swell Maps,
The Stooges,
Lyres,
Ten City,
Flamin' Groovies,
Nik Kershaw,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Slave,
Niagra,
The Tremeloes,
Boz Scaggs,
The Dave Clark Five,
Arab on Radar,
Chrome,
Television Personalities,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Idris Muhammad,
Von Mondo,
Metal Thangz,
Erasure,
Sällskapet,
Spandau Ballet,
Ossler,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.