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 Finland and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 chamberlin 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the electroclash 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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rekid,
The Residents,
kango's stein massive,
The Velvet Underground,
AZ,
Severed Heads,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Underground Resistance,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Remains,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
KRS-One,
Grauzone,
Gang Green,
Unwound,
Sight & Sound,
Public Enemy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fluxion,
Little Man,
Intrusion,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lalann,
Sun Ra,
Glambeats Corp.,
Hoover,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Tomorrow,
Kerri Chandler,
Nas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Carl Craig,
Rhythm & Sound,
Brothers Johnson,
Idris Muhammad,
Bauhaus,
Eve St. Jones,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Five Americans,
Boz Scaggs,
Chris & Cosey,
Organ,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
June Days,
K-Klass,
Slave,
Joe Finger,
Bush Tetras,
The Stooges,
Das Ding,
Electric Prunes,
The Slackers,
Duran Duran,
OOIOO,
The Raincoats,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Metal Thangz,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Echospace,
Popol Vuh,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.