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 Poland and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 David Bowie to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kerri Chandler,
Radiohead,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Aswad,
Subhumans,
Metal Thangz,
In Retrospect,
Los Fastidios,
Ohio Players,
Mandrill,
Anakelly,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pylon,
Silicon Teens,
Crooked Eye,
48th St. Collective,
Joe Finger,
Patti Smith,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Danielle Patucci,
The Angels of Light,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rufus Thomas,
Kaleidoscope,
Pole,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nils Olav,
The Gories,
Thompson Twins,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Au Pairs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Q65,
Fear,
The Star Department,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Mummies,
The Count Five,
Godley & Creme,
Unwound,
Kevin Saunderson,
Minor Threat,
The Standells,
Darondo,
Judy Mowatt,
Joe Smooth,
Neil Young,
The Selecter,
The Slits,
Mark Hollis,
The Searchers,
Hot Snakes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ultravox,
The Dave Clark Five,
Trumans Water,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Shadows of Knight,
Donald Byrd,
EPMD,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.