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 Indonesia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Skaos to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Knickerbockers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Buzzcocks,
Minny Pops,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Clear Light,
48th St. Collective,
Icehouse,
Alison Limerick,
Barbara Tucker,
The Black Dice,
Yaz,
Angry Samoans,
Cameo,
Lalann,
The Sonics,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Black Flag,
The Gap Band,
Bob Dylan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Funky Four + One,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ultimate Spinach,
Moss Icon,
H. Thieme,
Prince Buster,
Con Funk Shun,
Mandrill,
Flamin' Groovies,
Radiohead,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sound Behaviour,
the Human League,
Pylon,
The Vogues,
F. McDonald,
Motorama,
The Zeros,
Technova,
Gong,
John Coltrane,
Cluster,
Avey Tare,
Matthew Halsall,
Nils Olav,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
EPMD,
The J.B.'s,
Popol Vuh,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Brothers Johnson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bill Wells,
Hot Snakes,
Bill Near,
John Foxx,
Eric Dolphy,
Main Source,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.