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 Zambia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 spring reverb 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 Kerrie Biddell to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 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 an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Schoolly D,
Guru Guru,
Sound Behaviour,
Derrick May,
Nils Olav,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kerri Chandler,
Kayak,
Electric Prunes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rosa Yemen,
Severed Heads,
John Lydon,
the Bar-Kays,
Simply Red,
Bang On A Can,
Marc Almond,
Funkadelic,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Man Eating Sloth,
Archie Shepp,
the Sonics,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Trojans,
Eden Ahbez,
Scratch Acid,
Nico,
Radiopuhelimet,
Television Personalities,
Morten Harket,
ABC,
Parry Music,
The Smiths,
Angry Samoans,
Inner City,
One Last Wish,
Tommy Roe,
Ash Ra Tempel,
a-ha,
Monolake,
Gabor Szabo,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sonic Youth,
UT,
Index,
Piero Umiliani,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Roy Ayers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Adolescents,
The Vogues,
Reagan Youth,
The Angels of Light,
The Neon Judgement,
June Days,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Girls At Our Best!,
Absolute Body Control,
Harpers Bizarre,
Marcia Griffiths,
EPMD,
Tears for Fears,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.