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 Uzbekistan and from Cairo.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Michael McDonald 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 Gang Green to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
Black Flag,
Zapp,
The Slackers,
Gabor Szabo,
Dave Gahan,
Terrestrial Tones,
Prince Buster,
Ken Boothe,
The New Christs,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Hardrive,
Iggy Pop,
Gang of Four,
X-102,
Reagan Youth,
FM Einheit,
Easy Going,
Gastr Del Sol,
John Holt,
Amon Düül,
Sarah Menescal,
Althea and Donna,
Rhythm & Sound,
AZ,
Interpol,
Pagans,
Qualms,
Mantronix,
David Axelrod,
Cecil Taylor,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gang Gang Dance,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Techniques,
Archie Shepp,
E-Dancer,
Fatback Band,
The Victims,
The Count Five,
John Coltrane,
Wings,
New Age Steppers,
Charles Mingus,
Tomorrow,
Y Pants,
Technova,
the Soft Cell,
The United States of America,
Boz Scaggs,
Royal Trux,
The Fire Engines,
The American Breed,
Spoonie Gee,
Barrington Levy,
Brothers Johnson,
Robert Görl,
Suicide,
The Electric Prunes,
Radio Birdman,
Freddie Wadling,
Arcadia,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.