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 Iceland 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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 arpeggiator 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 Negative Approach to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Gang Green,
Index,
Japan,
John Foxx,
Warren Ellis,
Scan 7,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Wire,
The Blackbyrds,
Schoolly D,
Nas,
X-Ray Spex,
Joe Finger,
Kas Product,
Pere Ubu,
Yellowson,
Masters at Work,
The Remains,
Hoover,
Colin Newman,
Throbbing Gristle,
Dawn Penn,
Bobby Sherman,
Dave Gahan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Martian,
Bad Manners,
Altered Images,
UT,
The Selecter,
Rod Modell,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lou Reed,
Scion,
Mandrill,
Circle Jerks,
Ronnie Foster,
The Buckinghams,
Khruangbin,
Maleditus Sound,
Eddi Front,
Kayak,
Pantaleimon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lucky Dragons,
Loose Ends,
Flamin' Groovies,
Echospace,
Alphaville,
Tim Buckley,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jawbox,
The Young Rascals,
Rufus Thomas,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Traffic Nightmare,
Guru Guru,
Siglo XX,
Ohio Players,
The Saints,
Young Marble Giants,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.