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 Antigua and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin 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 Livin' Joy to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Khruangbin,
Ponytail,
Archie Shepp,
Idris Muhammad,
The Walker Brothers,
The Flesh Eaters,
10cc,
The Searchers,
Metal Thangz,
Fela Kuti,
Grauzone,
Fad Gadget,
Boz Scaggs,
John Lydon,
Michelle Simonal,
Minutemen,
Hashim,
The Stooges,
Royal Trux,
Ultravox,
Loose Ends,
Television Personalities,
Reagan Youth,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Nick Fraelich,
Yaz,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fortunes,
Depeche Mode,
Nik Kershaw,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Crash Course in Science,
The Techniques,
The Smoke,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sarah Menescal,
The Leaves,
Morten Harket,
Rapeman,
Skarface,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Peter and Kerry,
Monks,
This Heat,
John Cale,
Althea and Donna,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Red Krayola,
Bobby Sherman,
The Cramps,
Wings,
Subhumans,
The Dave Clark Five,
Technova,
Derrick Morgan,
Hoover,
The United States of America,
The Invisible,
Tropical Tobacco,
Babytalk,
X-Ray Spex,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.