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 Montenegro and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Seeds to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Pussy Galore tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
ABBA,
Quantec,
Fifty Foot Hose,
New Age Steppers,
Sixth Finger,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Maurizio,
Matthew Bourne,
Steve Hackett,
Bootsy Collins,
The Seeds,
Monolake,
The New Christs,
F. McDonald,
Minutemen,
The Cowsills,
Althea and Donna,
Minor Threat,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Residents,
Mo-Dettes,
Glenn Branca,
AZ,
The Selecter,
Altered Images,
Iggy Pop,
Black Flag,
Cymande,
Skaos,
Girls At Our Best!,
Danielle Patucci,
Jerry's Kids,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Kinks,
Charles Mingus,
The Walker Brothers,
Matthew Halsall,
The Searchers,
The Blackbyrds,
Vladislav Delay,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Stereo Dub,
Neu!,
Cameo,
Isaac Hayes,
Roxette,
The Doobie Brothers,
Piero Umiliani,
Fat Boys,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Associates,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Grauzone,
The Motions,
Surgeon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Throbbing Gristle,
Negative Approach,
Radiopuhelimet,
John Cale,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.