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 Chile and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Monochrome Set to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
Radiohead,
Mars,
Scientists,
Little Man,
The Barracudas,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Agitation Free,
Anakelly,
The Gap Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Tommy Roe,
James White and The Blacks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lou Reed,
Saccharine Trust,
Lucky Dragons,
Mark Hollis,
Sam Rivers,
the Normal,
Junior Murvin,
Blossom Toes,
Dave Gahan,
K-Klass,
Alphaville,
AZ,
The Busters,
David Axelrod,
Kerri Chandler,
Zapp,
Scrapy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ohio Players,
the Swans,
Khruangbin,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Massinfluence,
Soft Machine,
Cybotron,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Marcia Griffiths,
Basic Channel,
Curtis Mayfield,
Simply Red,
Robert Hood,
Bauhaus,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Aural Exciters,
The Mummies,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Smog,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Can,
Neu!,
The Smiths,
Heaven 17,
Soul Sonic Force,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Sonics,
La Düsseldorf,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.