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 Tajikistan and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Tres Demented to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sound. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos 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?
The Motions,
Nirvana,
The Offenders,
Dennis Brown,
Aural Exciters,
Minny Pops,
Slave,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Fad Gadget,
the Association,
The Gap Band,
The Beau Brummels,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Pretty Things,
Letta Mbulu,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mars,
AZ,
Panda Bear,
Suburban Knight,
The Music Machine,
Clear Light,
UT,
The Seeds,
Radio Birdman,
H. Thieme,
Eric Dolphy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Brothers Johnson,
Scan 7,
The Saints,
Magazine,
Shuggie Otis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Spandau Ballet,
Eddi Front,
Vladislav Delay,
Agent Orange,
cv313,
The Walker Brothers,
Icehouse,
X-102,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Blossom Toes,
Crispy Ambulance,
Negative Approach,
China Crisis,
Carl Craig,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Technova,
10cc,
Little Man,
a-ha,
Blancmange,
Aloha Tigers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cameo,
Kerri Chandler,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.