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 Switzerland and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 theremin 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 Ituana to the techno 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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Ice-T,
Brass Construction,
Lower 48,
Flash Fearless,
The Associates,
Ken Boothe,
Alphaville,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Yazoo,
Bluetip,
Rapeman,
Hasil Adkins,
Magazine,
Q and Not U,
Lou Christie,
Mark Hollis,
Dawn Penn,
Minor Threat,
Chris Corsano,
Malaria!,
The Sonics,
Underground Resistance,
Zero Boys,
Gang Starr,
Aaron Thompson,
Nick Fraelich,
The Zeros,
The Sound,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Big Daddy Kane,
Fear,
Lalann,
Organ,
These Immortal Souls,
Radiopuhelimet,
Tubeway Army,
JFA,
Soft Machine,
Surgeon,
Porter Ricks,
Crash Course in Science,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Warren Ellis,
Bauhaus,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
X-102,
Cybotron,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Quando Quango,
Ossler,
Joe Smooth,
Althea and Donna,
Eddi Front,
Loose Ends,
Wings,
Unwound,
Spandau Ballet,
Oneida,
Moss Icon,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
X-101,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.