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 Bahrain and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 chamberlin 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 Deepchord to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Wake,
Ultra Naté,
Andrew Hill,
Cameo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tears for Fears,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Names,
Reagan Youth,
Newcleus,
the Human League,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Henry Cow,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The New Christs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Todd Rundgren,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dave Gahan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Unwound,
This Heat,
Slick Rick,
Ornette Coleman,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sound Behaviour,
The Velvet Underground,
The Red Krayola,
The Motions,
The Smoke,
Magma,
Barry Ungar,
Shoche,
Nils Olav,
Bad Manners,
Soulsonic Force,
Lindisfarne,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gabor Szabo,
Ludus,
Sex Pistols,
Kurtis Blow,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cymande,
The Last Poets,
Organ,
Excepter,
The Doors,
LL Cool J,
Kerri Chandler,
The Trojans,
Girls At Our Best!,
The J.B.'s,
The Blackbyrds,
Surgeon,
The Modern Lovers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.