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 Brunei and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 guitar 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 Livin' Joy to the techno 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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
Jimmy McGriff,
Vainqueur,
The United States of America,
Vladislav Delay,
The Mummies,
The Grass Roots,
Deakin,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Drive Like Jehu,
Moebius,
Dual Sessions,
Kenny Larkin,
MC5,
DNA,
Leonard Cohen,
The Divine Comedy,
Gang Gang Dance,
Moby Grape,
The Evens,
Funkadelic,
Lakeside,
David Axelrod,
Trumans Water,
Ultimate Spinach,
CMW,
New Age Steppers,
Ice-T,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Steve Hackett,
Rod Modell,
The Busters,
Tom Boy,
Radiohead,
Black Flag,
Jandek,
Pantytec,
John Cale,
The Smoke,
The Selecter,
Sparks,
Dawn Penn,
Mad Mike,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Iggy Pop,
Henry Cow,
Scientists,
Dead Boys,
Sugar Minott,
Wire,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Stiv Bators,
Sixth Finger,
The Sound,
The Tremeloes,
Lower 48,
Amon Düül II,
The Smiths,
Faraquet,
cv313,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
DJ Style,
Panda Bear,
Ronnie Foster,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.