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 Dominica and from Portland.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stockholm Monsters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Ultravox,
Freddie Wadling,
Dave Gahan,
Chris & Cosey,
The Count Five,
Scion,
Qualms,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kaleidoscope,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Offenders,
David Axelrod,
The Toasters,
Glenn Branca,
Second Layer,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Barbara Tucker,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Intrusion,
Spandau Ballet,
Mission of Burma,
China Crisis,
Roy Ayers,
Gang Green,
Darondo,
Kas Product,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Gun Club,
Jacob Miller,
The Red Krayola,
Derrick May,
The Stooges,
Severed Heads,
Ituana,
Junior Murvin,
Joensuu 1685,
cv313,
Ten City,
Mars,
Judy Mowatt,
Rufus Thomas,
Deadbeat,
Sixth Finger,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Graham Central Station,
Rapeman,
Japan,
Warren Ellis,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Simply Red,
Easy Going,
Rod Modell,
Underground Resistance,
One Last Wish,
The Slackers,
Marine Girls,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Charles Mingus,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.