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 Nepal and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 guitar 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 Faust to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tropical Tobacco record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Pantytec,
Eli Mardock,
The American Breed,
The Music Machine,
The Associates,
Dead Boys,
Aswad,
The Golliwogs,
Visage,
Grey Daturas,
Thee Headcoats,
Blancmange,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Barrington Levy,
Soft Machine,
Rekid,
The Misunderstood,
James White and The Blacks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Vladislav Delay,
Lebanon Hanover,
Mo-Dettes,
Janne Schatter,
The Modern Lovers,
Matthew Halsall,
Lou Christie,
B.T. Express,
Television Personalities,
Gang Starr,
X-Ray Spex,
The Divine Comedy,
The Neon Judgement,
The Black Dice,
Easy Going,
Deakin,
Amon Düül,
Adolescents,
The Gories,
Donny Hathaway,
Shuggie Otis,
Steve Hackett,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Normal,
Laurel Aitken,
The Gladiators,
Nation of Ulysses,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Association,
Isaac Hayes,
Moss Icon,
Hoover,
The Searchers,
L. Decosne,
Sister Nancy,
T.S.O.L.,
Second Layer,
David McCallum,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Liliput,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.