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 Malawi and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Cybotron to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Dark Day,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Curtis Mayfield,
Massinfluence,
Bill Wells,
Yellowson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Symarip,
The Victims,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Tubeway Army,
Donald Byrd,
The Skatalites,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Warsaw,
FM Einheit,
DJ Style,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fatback Band,
Wolf Eyes,
Tommy Roe,
Arab on Radar,
Nik Kershaw,
Deadbeat,
Wally Richardson,
Black Pus,
Jandek,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kaleidoscope,
Soul II Soul,
The Smiths,
Pantytec,
The Standells,
MC5,
Yazoo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kas Product,
Masters at Work,
The Zeros,
Jimmy McGriff,
China Crisis,
48th St. Collective,
The Pop Group,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Heaven 17,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gastr Del Sol,
U.S. Maple,
The Gories,
Danielle Patucci,
Aural Exciters,
Black Moon,
Lightning Bolt,
Arcadia,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The 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.