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 Sierra Leone and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Shanghai.
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 marimba 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 Outsiders to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every kango's stein massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Moebius,
Shoche,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Tubeway Army,
Sound Behaviour,
Boz Scaggs,
Quando Quango,
Freddie Wadling,
Fluxion,
Crash Course in Science,
UT,
Pagans,
Deadbeat,
Peter & Gordon,
Funky Four + One,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Outsiders,
Glenn Branca,
Motorama,
The Last Poets,
Swans,
The Techniques,
Model 500,
Terrestrial Tones,
Panda Bear,
Lungfish,
Blossom Toes,
This Heat,
PIL,
Brothers Johnson,
The Young Rascals,
Von Mondo,
Stereo Dub,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Harry Pussy,
The Moleskins,
Soft Cell,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Franke,
Nas,
Suicide,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Normal,
Ponytail,
Zero Boys,
Fugazi,
Robert Hood,
the Swans,
Magma,
Essential Logic,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Dead Boys,
Wolf Eyes,
Accadde A,
The Move,
The Mojo Men,
Nation of Ulysses,
New Age Steppers,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.