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 China and from Salvador.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 harpsichord 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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All ABC 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 rock 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 theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The American Breed record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Guru Guru,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Swans,
Lyres,
Japan,
The Cure,
The Divine Comedy,
June Days,
The Real Kids,
Gang Green,
Unwound,
The Monochrome Set,
Eden Ahbez,
Youth Brigade,
Lakeside,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Skatalites,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sun Ra,
Dead Boys,
Erasure,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Andrew Hill,
Man Parrish,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lightning Bolt,
Vainqueur,
Flash Fearless,
John Lydon,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bill Wells,
Don Cherry,
Absolute Body Control,
China Crisis,
Fatback Band,
Marcia Griffiths,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Yellowson,
The Five Americans,
Freddie Wadling,
The J.B.'s,
Jawbox,
Bauhaus,
B.T. Express,
Marmalade,
Moebius,
Wally Richardson,
The Golliwogs,
Charles Mingus,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Faraquet,
New Age Steppers,
Black Flag,
Franke,
Monolake,
Fugazi,
The Gladiators,
The Wake,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.