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 Kenya and from Johannesburg.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the snare 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 the Swans to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Cure. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Schoolly D,
E-Dancer,
Newcleus,
Pharoah Sanders,
Agitation Free,
World's Most,
Model 500,
Derrick May,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Sound,
Panda Bear,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Trojans,
Quando Quango,
Nick Fraelich,
Eli Mardock,
Kayak,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Todd Rundgren,
MC5,
Alison Limerick,
Sound Behaviour,
Index,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Darondo,
Man Parrish,
Sun City Girls,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Stooges,
Crooked Eye,
the Fania All-Stars,
Nico,
Sällskapet,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Human League,
John Foxx,
Guru Guru,
Lalann,
Cluster,
Charles Mingus,
Q and Not U,
The Wake,
Whodini,
Wally Richardson,
The Motions,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Gap Band,
Dawn Penn,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Technova,
F. McDonald,
Peter & Gordon,
Dark Day,
the Soft Cell,
Sun Ra,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Moss Icon,
X-Ray Spex,
Soulsonic Force,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.