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 Georgia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 synthesizer 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 Joensuu 1685 to the rap 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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jawbox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
Janne Schatter,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Siglo XX,
Trumans Water,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gang of Four,
X-102,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Index,
Unrelated Segments,
John Cale,
Bronski Beat,
Pantaleimon,
Black Moon,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Five Americans,
Funky Four + One,
Japan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Quando Quango,
The Knickerbockers,
Cybotron,
Avey Tare,
Half Japanese,
PIL,
Dark Day,
JFA,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sun Ra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Guru Guru,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nirvana,
The Human League,
Mantronix,
Boogie Down Productions,
Arcadia,
Sixth Finger,
Motorama,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scott Walker,
Kerri Chandler,
Mary Jane Girls,
Roger Hodgson,
The Move,
Erykah Badu,
Vainqueur,
Carl Craig,
Theoretical Girls,
Lyres,
Infiniti,
The Litter,
Peter & Gordon,
Eden Ahbez,
Echospace,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
the Germs,
Pet Shop Boys,
Godley & Creme,
Warren Ellis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
DJ Sneak,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.