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 Montenegro and from Portland.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 808 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 OOIOO to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Swell Maps,
Soul II Soul,
U.S. Maple,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Johnny Clarke,
Black Flag,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Malaria!,
The Modern Lovers,
Cheater Slicks,
Rod Modell,
The Barracudas,
Marcia Griffiths,
Man Parrish,
Minny Pops,
This Heat,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Arab on Radar,
the Human League,
the Sonics,
Sixth Finger,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gichy Dan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Metal Thangz,
Fela Kuti,
Kaleidoscope,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Morten Harket,
Traffic Nightmare,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mantronix,
The Beau Brummels,
Sonic Youth,
The Birthday Party,
Gang of Four,
UT,
Skriet,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Joe Finger,
David McCallum,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Normal,
The Last Poets,
Ohio Players,
Ralphi Rosario,
Goldenarms,
Aloha Tigers,
KRS-One,
The Zeros,
The Busters,
Scratch Acid,
Hot Snakes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Q65,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.