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 Niger and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the crunk 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 Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Desert Stars,
Gang Starr,
Negative Approach,
Bootsy Collins,
Excepter,
Au Pairs,
Warsaw,
Royal Trux,
cv313,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Slits,
kango's stein massive,
Average White Band,
The Fugs,
Jerry's Kids,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sarah Menescal,
Rosa Yemen,
Visage,
Camouflage,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Soulsonic Force,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Technova,
Talk Talk,
Spandau Ballet,
Amon Düül II,
DJ Sneak,
Audionom,
The Trojans,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sam Rivers,
Popol Vuh,
Minor Threat,
Maurizio,
Erykah Badu,
Adolescents,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lakeside,
Andrew Hill,
The Beau Brummels,
Suicide,
Japan,
Sun City Girls,
Niagra,
PIL,
Vladislav Delay,
The United States of America,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Brick,
Don Cherry,
Skriet,
The Red Krayola,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lou Reed,
UT,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.