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 Gambia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 Niagra to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Malaria! 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Nirvana,
Bang On A Can,
Minny Pops,
The Kinks,
the Bar-Kays,
Stiv Bators,
Henry Cow,
The Move,
Talk Talk,
The Standells,
Bobby Sherman,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bluetip,
Alice Coltrane,
Nas,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Fortunes,
Siglo XX,
Eve St. Jones,
Hashim,
Moss Icon,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Divine Comedy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Darondo,
H. Thieme,
Iggy Pop,
Anthony Braxton,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Absolute Body Control,
Freddie Wadling,
The Litter,
Groovy Waters,
New Age Steppers,
Lalann,
New Order,
Marc Almond,
Goldenarms,
Depeche Mode,
Drive Like Jehu,
X-Ray Spex,
Black Pus,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Surgeon,
John Holt,
Ice-T,
Delon & Dalcan,
Erasure,
Altered Images,
Amon Düül II,
Bronski Beat,
Pylon,
KRS-One,
Drexciya,
The Victims,
Pagans,
Khruangbin,
Joe Finger,
Ultimate Spinach,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Quando Quango,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.