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 Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the theremin 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 Maurizio to the grunge 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 Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erykah Badu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
Iggy Pop,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Max Romeo,
Fela Kuti,
the Association,
Blake Baxter,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Dave Gahan,
Whodini,
Minor Threat,
Kaleidoscope,
The Walker Brothers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rufus Thomas,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Human League,
Kevin Saunderson,
Essential Logic,
UT,
Arthur Verocai,
The Fuzztones,
Urselle,
This Heat,
Black Moon,
Janne Schatter,
The Sonics,
Funkadelic,
Con Funk Shun,
The Misunderstood,
Marvin Gaye,
June Days,
Spoonie Gee,
Isaac Hayes,
Skarface,
The Smiths,
the Germs,
The Litter,
The Dead C,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
David McCallum,
Faraquet,
Arab on Radar,
Icehouse,
The Fugs,
Lakeside,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Invisible,
Au Pairs,
Joe Smooth,
Barbara Tucker,
Echospace,
Section 25,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Severed Heads,
OOIOO,
Simply Red,
John Lydon,
Scott Walker,
the Fania All-Stars,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.