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 the UAE and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in 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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the funk 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Cymande,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Deadbeat,
Index,
New Order,
Kerri Chandler,
Depeche Mode,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Zero Boys,
Simply Red,
Erasure,
Sam Rivers,
10cc,
Country Teasers,
Wally Richardson,
Thompson Twins,
Fugazi,
Main Source,
Joey Negro,
Neu!,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pussy Galore,
Nik Kershaw,
The Martian,
The Happenings,
Marc Almond,
Lungfish,
JFA,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rakim,
K-Klass,
Wolf Eyes,
Newcleus,
Porter Ricks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Vladislav Delay,
Minutemen,
Amazonics,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
James White and The Blacks,
Roxy Music,
Lower 48,
Gichy Dan,
EPMD,
Das Ding,
the Association,
Brothers Johnson,
Jacob Miller,
Morten Harket,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Reuben Wilson,
Alton Ellis,
E-Dancer,
The Skatalites,
Prince Buster,
Eric Copeland,
Man Eating Sloth,
Tom Boy,
Black Flag,
Cybotron,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.