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 Monaco and from Philadelphia.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Darondo to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Cameo,
Suburban Knight,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eve St. Jones,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Marine Girls,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Nas,
The Modern Lovers,
Popol Vuh,
Camberwell Now,
Nico,
Aswad,
Little Man,
Arab on Radar,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lalann,
Nick Fraelich,
Kaleidoscope,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Stereo Dub,
AZ,
Arcadia,
Soul Sonic Force,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
DNA,
Fluxion,
Tears for Fears,
The Busters,
MDC,
The Evens,
Harmonia,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Magazine,
H. Thieme,
Ronan,
Scan 7,
Clear Light,
Trumans Water,
The Red Krayola,
The Index,
Deadbeat,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Count Five,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Underground Resistance,
Juan Atkins,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Selecter,
Gang Green,
Absolute Body Control,
Lou Christie,
Terrestrial Tones,
Hasil Adkins,
Matthew Halsall,
Marmalade,
Nik Kershaw,
Adolescents,
Ten City,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.