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 Haiti and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Salvador.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover 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?
Max Romeo,
the Bar-Kays,
The Dirtbombs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Brothers Johnson,
Gong,
Camouflage,
Scratch Acid,
Black Moon,
Skarface,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Invisible,
Flipper,
Y Pants,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Doors,
Delon & Dalcan,
Clear Light,
The Busters,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Saints,
Gang Gang Dance,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Normal,
Lou Reed,
Johnny Osbourne,
Cymande,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Grandmaster Flash,
Man Parrish,
Althea and Donna,
Tropical Tobacco,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Hardrive,
The Grass Roots,
Andrew Hill,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Motions,
The Doobie Brothers,
Radio Birdman,
The J.B.'s,
Michelle Simonal,
The Sonics,
Bad Manners,
Pet Shop Boys,
Quantec,
Minor Threat,
Kerri Chandler,
Scion,
Negative Approach,
Shuggie Otis,
These Immortal Souls,
Inner City,
Gregory Isaacs,
Mars,
Jeru the Damaja,
Echospace,
Vladislav Delay,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.