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 Seychelles and from Taipei.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Soul Sonic Force 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 The Searchers. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
Symarip,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Velvet Underground,
June of 44,
Liliput,
Wally Richardson,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
H. Thieme,
X-102,
Aswad,
Wire,
Gichy Dan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Detroit Cobras,
Radio Birdman,
Sandy B,
Black Sheep,
Absolute Body Control,
Rosa Yemen,
Brand Nubian,
Soft Machine,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sonny Sharrock,
Joey Negro,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ten City,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Skatalites,
The Count Five,
Minutemen,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mission of Burma,
Stiv Bators,
The Move,
Bob Dylan,
the Soft Cell,
The Black Dice,
Zero Boys,
Carl Craig,
Angry Samoans,
Fear,
Moss Icon,
Gang of Four,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Parry Music,
Josef K,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bizarre Inc.,
Quadrant,
Kas Product,
The Gladiators,
The J.B.'s,
ABC,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Electric Prunes,
Tropical Tobacco,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.