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 Argentina and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 marimba 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 Siglo XX to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Donny Hathaway,
Buzzcocks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jeff Mills,
48th St. Collective,
Joe Finger,
The American Breed,
Iggy Pop,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Royal Trux,
The Modern Lovers,
Neu!,
Model 500,
John Cale,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Association,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ponytail,
The Gun Club,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Symarip,
Fugazi,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Mantronix,
Surgeon,
Icehouse,
The Blues Magoos,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Oneida,
Tubeway Army,
The Kinks,
Rakim,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Slackers,
Niagra,
Henry Cow,
The Mojo Men,
Infiniti,
Jerry's Kids,
Crash Course in Science,
Loose Ends,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Scott Walker,
Cymande,
Nirvana,
Inner City,
the Swans,
Roger Hodgson,
The Happenings,
Suburban Knight,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Associates,
Das Ding,
Clear Light,
Siglo XX,
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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.