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 Senegal and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Crispy Ambulance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Smog,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Sound,
Lou Reed,
Basic Channel,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Fortunes,
Junior Murvin,
Oneida,
Radiohead,
John Holt,
The American Breed,
Altered Images,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Suburban Knight,
Spoonie Gee,
Zapp,
The Raincoats,
Groovy Waters,
Soul II Soul,
The Techniques,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
X-101,
Scrapy,
In Retrospect,
The Remains,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Nirvana,
Anakelly,
Frankie Knuckles,
Soft Machine,
Crash Course in Science,
UT,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Yellowson,
Sex Pistols,
Johnny Clarke,
Yaz,
The Neon Judgement,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Boredoms,
Surgeon,
Absolute Body Control,
Glambeats Corp.,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Moebius,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jacob Miller,
Blossom Toes,
Bobby Byrd,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Black Dice,
Alton Ellis,
Index,
Drive Like Jehu,
Infiniti,
Josef K,
Jandek,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.