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 Austria and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 guitar 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 Gichy Dan to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sam Rivers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Arcadia,
Gastr Del Sol,
Stereo Dub,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Don Cherry,
Barclay James Harvest,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Monolake,
Arab on Radar,
Amazonics,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Todd Rundgren,
Steve Hackett,
Moby Grape,
Anthony Braxton,
New Age Steppers,
the Normal,
Roy Ayers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Mr. Review,
Mark Hollis,
the Sonics,
Lou Reed,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tommy Roe,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Altered Images,
Pantytec,
Moebius,
Lucky Dragons,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Isaac Hayes,
Soft Cell,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Trojans,
ABC,
A Certain Ratio,
Mars,
Mary Jane Girls,
Qualms,
Nick Fraelich,
Surgeon,
Henry Cow,
Absolute Body Control,
Infiniti,
The Gories,
Rufus Thomas,
Pussy Galore,
Rapeman,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Smoke,
Circle Jerks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rites of Spring,
Grey Daturas,
Rod Modell,
Khruangbin,
OOIOO,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.