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 Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Holger Czukay 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 The Music Machine to the grunge 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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Electric Prunes,
Black Moon,
Neil Young,
Brass Construction,
Adolescents,
X-102,
The American Breed,
Echospace,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
DJ Sneak,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Q65,
Thee Headcoats,
ABC,
Patti Smith,
The Smoke,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Youth Brigade,
Wally Richardson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Fatback Band,
World's Most,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jerry Gold Smith,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
EPMD,
Nik Kershaw,
Jerry's Kids,
The Offenders,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lakeside,
Joy Division,
Symarip,
Iggy Pop,
Todd Rundgren,
Sällskapet,
The Fuzztones,
Marc Almond,
Second Layer,
Tommy Roe,
Quadrant,
T.S.O.L.,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gang Green,
Lucky Dragons,
Minutemen,
Barry Ungar,
Maleditus Sound,
The Evens,
Tim Buckley,
Main Source,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Buckinghams,
Clear Light,
The Standells,
Josef K,
Arab on Radar,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Supertramp,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.