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 Vanuatu and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Minutemen to the crunk 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 The Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Newcleus,
The Smoke,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Moon,
Eden Ahbez,
Glenn Branca,
Main Source,
Pere Ubu,
Livin' Joy,
John Lydon,
Scan 7,
Brick,
Barrington Levy,
Robert Hood,
Lyres,
8 Eyed Spy,
Mission of Burma,
Basic Channel,
Bill Wells,
Deakin,
Arthur Verocai,
Magma,
Absolute Body Control,
Buzzcocks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Henry Cow,
Black Sheep,
Shoche,
Eric Dolphy,
Roy Ayers,
Black Pus,
DJ Sneak,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Simply Red,
Reuben Wilson,
48th St. Collective,
Ituana,
Unwound,
Easy Going,
Lou Reed,
Kerri Chandler,
Bad Manners,
Section 25,
Jacques Brel,
F. McDonald,
Saccharine Trust,
Outsiders,
Michelle Simonal,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soul Sonic Force,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Josef K,
The Misunderstood,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lindisfarne,
The Seeds,
the Bar-Kays,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.