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 Sudan and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Grandmaster Flash to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fela Kuti,
Angry Samoans,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sandy B,
Adolescents,
John Holt,
Robert Hood,
Ohio Players,
Section 25,
DJ Sneak,
DJ Style,
Slave,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Idris Muhammad,
Bang On A Can,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gregory Isaacs,
LL Cool J,
Ornette Coleman,
Arcadia,
Ultra Naté,
Boredoms,
Quando Quango,
Moby Grape,
Dead Boys,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Electric Prunes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
48th St. Collective,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Franke,
Easy Going,
Eden Ahbez,
The Star Department,
the Sonics,
The Fugs,
Ludus,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Gap Band,
Chris Corsano,
Rufus Thomas,
MDC,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Quadrant,
Duran Duran,
Man Parrish,
MC5,
Scratch Acid,
Maurizio,
Accadde A,
Scott Walker,
Gang Starr,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pantytec,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Residents,
Suicide,
The Moleskins,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.