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 Brunei and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin 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 Velvet Underground to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bluetip,
The Black Dice,
Stetsasonic,
ABBA,
Simply Red,
X-101,
In Retrospect,
Wally Richardson,
Grey Daturas,
Country Teasers,
The Trojans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
DJ Style,
the Slits,
Make Up,
Hasil Adkins,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joy Division,
Pere Ubu,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Neon Judgement,
Sight & Sound,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The J.B.'s,
Panda Bear,
The Skatalites,
Soft Machine,
Janne Schatter,
Al Stewart,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ultravox,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Red Krayola,
Crispian St. Peters,
Chris Corsano,
Tropical Tobacco,
Skaos,
Blake Baxter,
The Busters,
Little Man,
Gang Green,
Bill Wells,
Pole,
The Golliwogs,
Fugazi,
Sixth Finger,
The Fugs,
Laurel Aitken,
Bang On A Can,
Bad Manners,
Aaron Thompson,
Mandrill,
Television Personalities,
Graham Central Station,
Slave,
Magazine,
Television,
Nirvana,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.