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 Brazil and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare 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 Rod Modell to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Soulsonic Force,
Rod Modell,
Ponytail,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sound Behaviour,
Roger Hodgson,
The Gun Club,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Donald Byrd,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sonny Sharrock,
Siglo XX,
The Residents,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Saccharine Trust,
Archie Shepp,
The Zeros,
The Shadows of Knight,
Minutemen,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Marvin Gaye,
Andrew Hill,
Kurtis Blow,
PIL,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Danielle Patucci,
Pet Shop Boys,
Mo-Dettes,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lower 48,
New Order,
Eric B and Rakim,
Unrelated Segments,
The Durutti Column,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Matthew Bourne,
DJ Sneak,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Godley & Creme,
Vainqueur,
Bootsy Collins,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Altered Images,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Misunderstood,
The Divine Comedy,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
China Crisis,
Slick Rick,
Graham Central Station,
Eve St. Jones,
the Soft Cell,
Quando Quango,
Franke,
10cc,
Delta 5,
David Bowie,
Sixth Finger,
Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks.
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.