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 Iran and from Cairo.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bologna.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Davy DMX to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Technova,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Stereo Dub,
Deepchord,
Amon Düül II,
Unwound,
Buzzcocks,
Marine Girls,
Inner City,
Grauzone,
Barry Ungar,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rakim,
The Fugs,
Piero Umiliani,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Reagan Youth,
June of 44,
Eve St. Jones,
Magma,
Yellowson,
John Cale,
Matthew Halsall,
Talk Talk,
Joensuu 1685,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Eli Mardock,
The Mojo Men,
Sexual Harrassment,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Johnny Clarke,
The Slackers,
Todd Terry,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Beau Brummels,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jandek,
Sonny Sharrock,
Flamin' Groovies,
Mark Hollis,
Marmalade,
Spoonie Gee,
Brass Construction,
Flipper,
Roy Ayers,
Swans,
Sixth Finger,
Pylon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Golliwogs,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Tubeway Army,
Sugar Minott,
Crispy Ambulance,
Davy DMX,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Urselle,
Godley & Creme,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.