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 Finland and from London.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Dave Gahan to the electroclash 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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Traffic Nightmare,
Technova,
Alphaville,
Lightning Bolt,
Con Funk Shun,
Gong,
Jandek,
kango's stein massive,
John Foxx,
Cameo,
Bobby Womack,
Bronski Beat,
Ornette Coleman,
Judy Mowatt,
The Detroit Cobras,
Brick,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Count Five,
The Vogues,
Essential Logic,
Schoolly D,
Animal Collective,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Stereo Dub,
Sparks,
Severed Heads,
The Techniques,
Rites of Spring,
Cecil Taylor,
Spandau Ballet,
The Fall,
MDC,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ultimate Spinach,
UT,
The Standells,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
These Immortal Souls,
Henry Cow,
Morten Harket,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gabor Szabo,
Nils Olav,
Liliput,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Hot Snakes,
Camberwell Now,
Brand Nubian,
Basic Channel,
The Durutti Column,
Pussy Galore,
Dawn Penn,
Chris Corsano,
Alice Coltrane,
Pole,
Mad Mike,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sight & Sound,
The Pretty Things,
Jesper Dahlback,
Agitation Free,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.