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 Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 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 Excepter to the grime 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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Detroit Cobras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Moebius,
Cluster,
Roxy Music,
Heaven 17,
OOIOO,
Massinfluence,
Flipper,
Derrick May,
Archie Shepp,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Black Sheep,
Eden Ahbez,
10cc,
Popol Vuh,
The New Christs,
Scientists,
Grey Daturas,
Peter & Gordon,
The Vogues,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nils Olav,
The Remains,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Real Kids,
These Immortal Souls,
Jeff Mills,
Jacques Brel,
The Monks,
Metal Thangz,
Hoover,
48th St. Collective,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Roger Hodgson,
Robert Görl,
Yellowson,
Nico,
Sex Pistols,
The Human League,
Pantaleimon,
Sugar Minott,
Pantytec,
Masters at Work,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Black Dice,
The Gun Club,
Barrington Levy,
Scratch Acid,
Letta Mbulu,
Ice-T,
Ituana,
Sam Rivers,
Procol Harum,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
X-Ray Spex,
Neil Young,
Gong,
Qualms,
Depeche Mode,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
the Slits,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.