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 Marshall Islands and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Cairo.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare 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 Panda Bear to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jandek,
The Trojans,
In Retrospect,
Kool Moe Dee,
Alice Coltrane,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Sonics,
Todd Terry,
Marcia Griffiths,
Grauzone,
Darondo,
the Germs,
Quadrant,
June Days,
Joe Smooth,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Laurel Aitken,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Metal Thangz,
David McCallum,
The Associates,
Pantaleimon,
Thee Headcoats,
Mary Jane Girls,
Mo-Dettes,
Scratch Acid,
The Dave Clark Five,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Angels of Light,
DJ Style,
Minny Pops,
Sight & Sound,
Reuben Wilson,
Vainqueur,
Q and Not U,
John Lydon,
Bluetip,
The Blackbyrds,
Joe Finger,
T.S.O.L.,
The Smiths,
The Stooges,
Johnny Clarke,
Das Ding,
Accadde A,
Lower 48,
Peter and Kerry,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Max Romeo,
Los Fastidios,
Eddi Front,
Barry Ungar,
Ludus,
Wire,
Moby Grape,
kango's stein massive,
Little Man,
Flamin' Groovies,
Todd Rundgren,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ultimate Spinach,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.