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 Namibia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 the Sonics to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Big Daddy Kane,
Neu!,
Gregory Isaacs,
Groovy Waters,
Intrusion,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pantytec,
The Doors,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Leaves,
Interpol,
Kas Product,
Easy Going,
Porter Ricks,
Junior Murvin,
The Young Rascals,
Don Cherry,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Erasure,
KRS-One,
Heaven 17,
Wasted Youth,
Arthur Verocai,
Flash Fearless,
Von Mondo,
The Gladiators,
The Monks,
Bauhaus,
Matthew Bourne,
Lightning Bolt,
The Pop Group,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gang of Four,
Wings,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Standells,
Negative Approach,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Arcadia,
Minutemen,
Jawbox,
Cybotron,
D'Angelo,
the Sonics,
Cecil Taylor,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Last Poets,
Shoche,
Organ,
Moby Grape,
Warren Ellis,
Fad Gadget,
Delta 5,
Radiopuhelimet,
Roxy Music,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Todd Terry,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Cheater Slicks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mandrill,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.