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 Israel and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 theremin 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry to the electroclash 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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
The Knickerbockers,
Roxette,
X-102,
Faraquet,
Sixth Finger,
The Sonics,
Sonic Youth,
Junior Murvin,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Motorama,
Lyres,
The Wake,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
the Sonics,
The Barracudas,
The Golliwogs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Boredoms,
Goldenarms,
The Cowsills,
Qualms,
Funkadelic,
The Star Department,
Ossler,
Prince Buster,
Moebius,
The Toasters,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Derrick May,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Zeros,
Urselle,
Suicide,
The United States of America,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
June Days,
Rotary Connection,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Detroit Cobras,
Von Mondo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Black Moon,
Trumans Water,
Boz Scaggs,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ronan,
Dual Sessions,
Crime,
Tim Buckley,
Archie Shepp,
Dave Gahan,
The Associates,
Unwound,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Fortunes,
Wire,
Excepter,
Donny Hathaway,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.