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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Michelle Simonal to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
Marc Almond,
One Last Wish,
Deakin,
Camberwell Now,
Section 25,
Severed Heads,
The Fire Engines,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
U.S. Maple,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Standells,
the Bar-Kays,
Archie Shepp,
Drive Like Jehu,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Danielle Patucci,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Moody Blues,
Bill Wells,
The Birthday Party,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sound Behaviour,
The Seeds,
Malaria!,
Deepchord,
Model 500,
Kas Product,
The Gories,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ronnie Foster,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Alphaville,
Wasted Youth,
Lou Reed,
Anakelly,
Max Romeo,
Quantec,
June Days,
The Associates,
Grey Daturas,
Skaos,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Happenings,
Pussy Galore,
The Human League,
Easy Going,
the Association,
Can,
Grandmaster Flash,
Japan,
MC5,
Dorothy Ashby,
Anthony Braxton,
Al Stewart,
Davy DMX,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.