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 Azerbaijan and from Hong Kong.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 June Days to the rap 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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Angels of Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Enemy,
Derrick May,
Mars,
The Fire Engines,
The Moody Blues,
Saccharine Trust,
Archie Shepp,
The Neon Judgement,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Skatalites,
Sight & Sound,
Amazonics,
The Toasters,
Nas,
Althea and Donna,
AZ,
Guru Guru,
Dawn Penn,
Procol Harum,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Deakin,
Von Mondo,
Infiniti,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
June of 44,
The Pop Group,
The Angels of Light,
The Beau Brummels,
Main Source,
Aloha Tigers,
Ludus,
Das Ding,
Porter Ricks,
Grauzone,
Harmonia,
Little Man,
The Martian,
Radiohead,
Lalann,
Second Layer,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lindisfarne,
The Electric Prunes,
Stiv Bators,
Wings,
Grandmaster Flash,
Yaz,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Stooges,
The Last Poets,
Motorama,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ultravox,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pantaleimon,
Quando Quango,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
New Order,
Prince Buster,
New York Dolls,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.