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 Turkmenistan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the grime 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 The Trojans. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Mummies,
Y Pants,
Warren Ellis,
Peter & Gordon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eurythmics,
The Sound,
Massinfluence,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bad Manners,
The Fuzztones,
Maleditus Sound,
Bill Near,
Boredoms,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jerry's Kids,
Stereo Dub,
Babytalk,
Lyres,
Ultravox,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Deakin,
Shoche,
Rod Modell,
Blancmange,
The J.B.'s,
Sarah Menescal,
The Count Five,
The Skatalites,
Fatback Band,
Audionom,
Das Ding,
Lightning Bolt,
Marshall Jefferson,
Mad Mike,
The Modern Lovers,
Tommy Roe,
Nirvana,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Raincoats,
Roger Hodgson,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lalann,
Joe Smooth,
The Sonics,
PIL,
Niagra,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Aloha Tigers,
Monolake,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Fortunes,
Wings,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Underground Resistance,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kas Product,
Cecil Taylor,
Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks.
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.