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 Japan and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 oboe 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 Peter & Gordon to the grunge 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
Dennis Brown,
Marvin Gaye,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Organ,
Erasure,
Charles Mingus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Visage,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
China Crisis,
The Busters,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sarah Menescal,
Second Layer,
The Doors,
The Techniques,
Unrelated Segments,
Wolf Eyes,
Glenn Branca,
Lindisfarne,
Tres Demented,
Sound Behaviour,
AZ,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sam Rivers,
Sugar Minott,
The Buckinghams,
Rosa Yemen,
Marcia Griffiths,
Idris Muhammad,
Nirvana,
Chris Corsano,
Brothers Johnson,
the Human League,
Interpol,
Sparks,
Suicide,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jesper Dahlback,
X-Ray Spex,
Roxette,
Danielle Patucci,
Porter Ricks,
Spoonie Gee,
Harry Pussy,
Quantec,
The Gories,
Subhumans,
Lou Christie,
Davy DMX,
Icehouse,
Bill Near,
Agitation Free,
H. Thieme,
Morten Harket,
Trumans Water,
Oblivians,
Television,
The Gap Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Black Sheep,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.