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 Iran and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 A Certain Ratio to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Minor Threat,
Absolute Body Control,
Delon & Dalcan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Little Man,
Janne Schatter,
The Grass Roots,
Todd Terry,
Arab on Radar,
U.S. Maple,
Kenny Larkin,
the Normal,
The Raincoats,
Byron Stingily,
Mr. Review,
China Crisis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eden Ahbez,
Hardrive,
The Zeros,
Sparks,
Saccharine Trust,
The Sisters of Mercy,
L. Decosne,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Scion,
Con Funk Shun,
Babytalk,
Flash Fearless,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Trumans Water,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mission of Burma,
Albert Ayler,
Sugar Minott,
Zapp,
The Offenders,
Lyres,
Hot Snakes,
Quadrant,
Jacob Miller,
Guru Guru,
Bill Near,
Echospace,
Soft Machine,
Livin' Joy,
cv313,
Fela Kuti,
Minny Pops,
Grey Daturas,
Ten City,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
David Axelrod,
Pole,
Main Source,
Pantytec,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.