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 Botswana and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lungfish,
Boz Scaggs,
Laurel Aitken,
Negative Approach,
Buzzcocks,
Black Flag,
the Slits,
Sight & Sound,
Eric Copeland,
Sixth Finger,
Quando Quango,
Barbara Tucker,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ponytail,
The Electric Prunes,
Suicide,
Avey Tare,
Thompson Twins,
The Cramps,
Bill Near,
Al Stewart,
Kerrie Biddell,
Oneida,
D'Angelo,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
DJ Style,
The Red Krayola,
Stockholm Monsters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sun Ra,
Joey Negro,
The Velvet Underground,
OOIOO,
Jandek,
The Pop Group,
Derrick Morgan,
One Last Wish,
Cymande,
Rekid,
Swans,
L. Decosne,
Intrusion,
Robert Görl,
Zapp,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Cheater Slicks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Magma,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Nick Fraelich,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Magazine,
Aloha Tigers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Q and Not U,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
AZ,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.