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 United Kingdom and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Holger Czukay 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 Lucky Dragons to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
The Cramps,
The Beau Brummels,
LL Cool J,
Soul II Soul,
Tommy Roe,
Rufus Thomas,
Magma,
T.S.O.L.,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Technova,
Pharoah Sanders,
Glenn Branca,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sound Behaviour,
Bill Wells,
Shuggie Otis,
Cal Tjader,
The Gladiators,
Crash Course in Science,
Outsiders,
Black Sheep,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Scan 7,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Aural Exciters,
Minutemen,
Janne Schatter,
Kayak,
Sandy B,
Lou Christie,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Dead C,
Mandrill,
F. McDonald,
Cymande,
Section 25,
Rapeman,
The Blackbyrds,
Y Pants,
La Düsseldorf,
Roxy Music,
Negative Approach,
Maleditus Sound,
Joensuu 1685,
Flipper,
Nick Fraelich,
the Human League,
Suburban Knight,
The Blues Magoos,
The Durutti Column,
Surgeon,
Skriet,
Stockholm Monsters,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Buckinghams,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Moby Grape,
Lalo Schifrin,
Altered Images,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sällskapet,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.