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 Ghana and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Black Moon to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire 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 an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
John Cale,
Fear,
Hot Snakes,
Derrick May,
Unwound,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Alton Ellis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jandek,
Agent Orange,
Q and Not U,
Soft Machine,
Pylon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Infiniti,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Pop Group,
Dead Boys,
Tim Buckley,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Skatalites,
These Immortal Souls,
The Gun Club,
Boredoms,
Gang Starr,
The Vogues,
Second Layer,
Blake Baxter,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pagans,
Talk Talk,
JFA,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gabor Szabo,
Angry Samoans,
Black Flag,
Nation of Ulysses,
Nick Fraelich,
L. Decosne,
Johnny Osbourne,
Metal Thangz,
Inner City,
Crooked Eye,
Faust,
The Gladiators,
Aswad,
Country Teasers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Franke,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Birthday Party,
The Selecter,
Fad Gadget,
Cybotron,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Mad Mike,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.