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 Albania and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Calgary.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the sitar 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the electroclash 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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Black Dice record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
Mandrill,
Arthur Verocai,
Gang of Four,
Grey Daturas,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tim Buckley,
One Last Wish,
Blancmange,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Crash Course in Science,
Alison Limerick,
Janne Schatter,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Erykah Badu,
Kaleidoscope,
Duran Duran,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fela Kuti,
Flash Fearless,
Smog,
Marc Almond,
Organ,
Clear Light,
Can,
Gerry Rafferty,
Japan,
Tropical Tobacco,
Icehouse,
Avey Tare,
Kevin Saunderson,
David McCallum,
The American Breed,
Funky Four + One,
Isaac Hayes,
Deakin,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Judy Mowatt,
Swell Maps,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Newcleus,
Sun City Girls,
The New Christs,
Morten Harket,
Main Source,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Black Dice,
Ronnie Foster,
The Young Rascals,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Grauzone,
The Dirtbombs,
Henry Cow,
Robert Wyatt,
The Monks,
Crooked Eye,
F. McDonald,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Fortunes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.