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 Switzerland and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Fat Boys to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
Nik Kershaw,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Moebius,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Max Romeo,
Inner City,
8 Eyed Spy,
Godley & Creme,
Newcleus,
Joy Division,
Marvin Gaye,
Babytalk,
Radiohead,
The Grass Roots,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bobby Sherman,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scratch Acid,
The Golliwogs,
Rod Modell,
Chris & Cosey,
Curtis Mayfield,
June of 44,
the Sonics,
Kas Product,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
New York Dolls,
Underground Resistance,
Bauhaus,
the Slits,
Main Source,
Cameo,
The Sonics,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Cramps,
Severed Heads,
Eric Dolphy,
Matthew Bourne,
Thompson Twins,
One Last Wish,
the Bar-Kays,
Das Ding,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jimmy McGriff,
China Crisis,
Lindisfarne,
Pantaleimon,
The Black Dice,
Franke,
Gang Gang Dance,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gabor Szabo,
Laurel Aitken,
The Litter,
Ponytail,
Reagan Youth,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Country Teasers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Soft Cell,
Procol Harum,
Dark Day,
Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick.
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.