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 Monaco and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 The Slackers to the funk 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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Dave Gahan,
Glenn Branca,
Anthony Braxton,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
China Crisis,
Jesper Dahlback,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sight & Sound,
Stereo Dub,
T.S.O.L.,
Country Teasers,
Hardrive,
Jeff Lynne,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Skaos,
Kayak,
Depeche Mode,
LL Cool J,
Terry Callier,
Aloha Tigers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Vogues,
Oneida,
The Fortunes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jacques Brel,
Ohio Players,
Toni Rubio,
EPMD,
Reagan Youth,
Nico,
Pierre Henry,
Cheater Slicks,
a-ha,
The Gories,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Todd Terry,
Can,
Shoche,
Alison Limerick,
the Fania All-Stars,
Peter & Gordon,
Trumans Water,
The Leaves,
Rhythm & Sound,
Crispian St. Peters,
New Age Steppers,
Lakeside,
The Kinks,
The Dirtbombs,
Swans,
Johnny Clarke,
David McCallum,
D'Angelo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Sex Pistols,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.