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 Mauritius and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Groovy Waters,
a-ha,
Kurtis Blow,
Index,
Amazonics,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Black Sheep,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Fuzztones,
Joy Division,
Boz Scaggs,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
ABC,
Rotary Connection,
New Order,
Lower 48,
Dead Boys,
Y Pants,
Cecil Taylor,
kango's stein massive,
D'Angelo,
The Monochrome Set,
Alice Coltrane,
Silicon Teens,
Isaac Hayes,
B.T. Express,
Schoolly D,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Patti Smith,
Max Romeo,
K-Klass,
The Gories,
Maleditus Sound,
Amon Düül,
Nik Kershaw,
The Offenders,
Country Teasers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pylon,
Skriet,
Radio Birdman,
Hardrive,
The Smoke,
Moby Grape,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Swell Maps,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Fall,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Swans,
Harry Pussy,
KRS-One,
Michelle Simonal,
Jerry's Kids,
Junior Murvin,
Joey Negro,
The Misunderstood,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.