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 Croatia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 American Breed. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Outsiders,
The Sound,
Essential Logic,
The Gap Band,
Moss Icon,
David Axelrod,
The Evens,
The Slackers,
John Foxx,
Intrusion,
Jerry's Kids,
The Kinks,
Tommy Roe,
Soft Machine,
Donny Hathaway,
A Flock of Seagulls,
MDC,
Iggy Pop,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Visage,
The Monks,
Aswad,
Joe Smooth,
Nas,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pulsallama,
Joensuu 1685,
Quantec,
Mary Jane Girls,
John Lydon,
Siglo XX,
Animal Collective,
Fad Gadget,
Ludus,
Boogie Down Productions,
Organ,
Zero Boys,
Sam Rivers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Heaven 17,
Echospace,
Mark Hollis,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Martian,
Crime,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Arab on Radar,
kango's stein massive,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Average White Band,
Circle Jerks,
The Names,
One Last Wish,
Janne Schatter,
Sonny Sharrock,
Aloha Tigers,
Tom Boy,
Man Parrish,
Lightning Bolt,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.