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 Iceland and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Drive Like Jehu to the rap 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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dead Boys 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Average White Band,
Wasted Youth,
Monks,
Franke,
Jeff Mills,
Q and Not U,
Byron Stingily,
The Durutti Column,
In Retrospect,
Cybotron,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
John Foxx,
Oblivians,
China Crisis,
Quadrant,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Germs,
Terry Callier,
Pussy Galore,
The Detroit Cobras,
Marine Girls,
Laurel Aitken,
Prince Buster,
Lungfish,
a-ha,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Parry Music,
Fatback Band,
Model 500,
Magma,
Mantronix,
Janne Schatter,
Sam Rivers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Sonics,
David McCallum,
Warren Ellis,
Swans,
Porter Ricks,
Nick Fraelich,
Moss Icon,
The Smiths,
Pere Ubu,
Deakin,
Yaz,
Television Personalities,
Mark Hollis,
Youth Brigade,
Fat Boys,
Loose Ends,
kango's stein massive,
Crash Course in Science,
Y Pants,
Drexciya,
Basic Channel,
The Human League,
Sight & Sound,
Joyce Sims,
Sun City Girls,
Ten City,
Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp.
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.