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 Netherlands and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lille.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Scientists to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Human League,
Harmonia,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lou Christie,
The Angels of Light,
Agitation Free,
Scientists,
Drexciya,
Soulsonic Force,
Wasted Youth,
Zapp,
Joy Division,
KRS-One,
Marmalade,
Country Teasers,
the Soft Cell,
The New Christs,
Skriet,
The Shadows of Knight,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sixth Finger,
Sunsets and Hearts,
48th St. Collective,
Schoolly D,
Pussy Galore,
Scratch Acid,
Sandy B,
Ken Boothe,
Johnny Osbourne,
Minny Pops,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bronski Beat,
Rhythm & Sound,
Thee Headcoats,
David Axelrod,
The Leaves,
The Star Department,
Chrome,
Bizarre Inc.,
Man Parrish,
Barry Ungar,
DNA,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Bar-Kays,
Tears for Fears,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Girls At Our Best!,
Visage,
Scion,
The Motions,
Derrick Morgan,
The Grass Roots,
The Fire Engines,
Be Bop Deluxe,
D'Angelo,
Oneida,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gong,
Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.
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.