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 Norway and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 synthesizer 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 Susan Cadogan to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Unrelated Segments,
The United States of America,
Absolute Body Control,
Lalann,
Excepter,
Ronnie Foster,
Albert Ayler,
Skarface,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lee Hazlewood,
Tom Boy,
Ossler,
The Real Kids,
The Golliwogs,
Barry Ungar,
Sound Behaviour,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Buckinghams,
Nick Fraelich,
Von Mondo,
David Axelrod,
Yaz,
The Birthday Party,
One Last Wish,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Tremeloes,
Glambeats Corp.,
Livin' Joy,
MC5,
DJ Style,
The Monochrome Set,
The J.B.'s,
Hardrive,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fugazi,
Byron Stingily,
Althea and Donna,
The Doobie Brothers,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Echospace,
Gabor Szabo,
Nils Olav,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
X-Ray Spex,
Bad Manners,
Bill Near,
Derrick Morgan,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Khruangbin,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soul Sonic Force,
David McCallum,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
James Chance & The Contortions,
CMW,
Section 25,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Drive Like Jehu,
Isaac Hayes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.