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 Canada and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Madrid.
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 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 David Bowie 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 Index to the funk 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tropical Tobacco record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June Days,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Theoretical Girls,
Bob Dylan,
Los Fastidios,
Country Teasers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Offenders,
Moss Icon,
The Searchers,
Rotary Connection,
Khruangbin,
Livin' Joy,
Roy Ayers,
New York Dolls,
Goldenarms,
Fear,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
This Heat,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Faust,
Crash Course in Science,
Archie Shepp,
Man Eating Sloth,
Index,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Harry Pussy,
Spandau Ballet,
Banda Bassotti,
Au Pairs,
Avey Tare,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lalo Schifrin,
10cc,
Faraquet,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Easy Going,
The Mojo Men,
The Fortunes,
Can,
Leonard Cohen,
The Invisible,
Tears for Fears,
Shuggie Otis,
Franke,
Stockholm Monsters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Gap Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Velvet Underground,
Deadbeat,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Cure,
The Human League,
Oblivians,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Crooked Eye,
Mark Hollis,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.