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 San Marino and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 snare 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 Sonics to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Reuben Wilson,
The Tremeloes,
L. Decosne,
Jandek,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Remains,
Black Bananas,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Residents,
Girls At Our Best!,
a-ha,
Anakelly,
Nirvana,
OOIOO,
Maurizio,
Ken Boothe,
cv313,
The Raincoats,
Godley & Creme,
Radiohead,
Yazoo,
the Soft Cell,
DNA,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pagans,
The Searchers,
Albert Ayler,
Television Personalities,
Soulsonic Force,
Moebius,
Nils Olav,
Mo-Dettes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jeff Mills,
Henry Cow,
Anthony Braxton,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ultravox,
Marshall Jefferson,
Buzzcocks,
Porter Ricks,
Fad Gadget,
Connie Case,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ludus,
Maleditus Sound,
Scott Walker,
Visage,
The Trojans,
Unrelated Segments,
The Fire Engines,
Warsaw,
Rites of Spring,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
John Lydon,
Supertramp,
Isaac Hayes,
Wire,
Idris Muhammad,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.