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 Dominica and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 rhodes 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 ABC 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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
The Five Americans,
Hardrive,
Royal Trux,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Aswad,
Warsaw,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Goldenarms,
Jandek,
Josef K,
Vainqueur,
LL Cool J,
The Dead C,
Sam Rivers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bluetip,
Chrome,
the Sonics,
Scion,
The Beau Brummels,
Marcia Griffiths,
Model 500,
Sonic Youth,
June of 44,
The Sound,
PIL,
Gang Starr,
E-Dancer,
Unrelated Segments,
Jerry's Kids,
The Velvet Underground,
Marvin Gaye,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Roger Hodgson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Birthday Party,
New Order,
Alphaville,
Magma,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Techniques,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Coltrane,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sixth Finger,
The J.B.'s,
Tubeway Army,
KRS-One,
Inner City,
Terry Callier,
R.M.O.,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sun Ra,
John Holt,
Charles Mingus,
Graham Central Station,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.