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 Croatia and from London.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar 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 World's Most to the grime 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 Man Parrish. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Funky Four + One,
Sun City Girls,
Icehouse,
Moss Icon,
Soul II Soul,
Public Image Ltd.,
Parry Music,
Marc Almond,
Henry Cow,
Altered Images,
Vladislav Delay,
Eve St. Jones,
Nirvana,
Arcadia,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Quadrant,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Five Americans,
The Slackers,
Reagan Youth,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sarah Menescal,
Warren Ellis,
Faust,
Minny Pops,
Donald Byrd,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Black Moon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Symarip,
The Index,
Silicon Teens,
KRS-One,
Barclay James Harvest,
Neil Young,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Roger Hodgson,
Siglo XX,
The Knickerbockers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The J.B.'s,
Pussy Galore,
Suburban Knight,
the Bar-Kays,
The Blackbyrds,
Average White Band,
Nik Kershaw,
Letta Mbulu,
Rosa Yemen,
Danielle Patucci,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
U.S. Maple,
The Toasters,
Kerrie Biddell,
Absolute Body Control,
Maurizio,
Dead Boys,
The Invisible,
DNA,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.