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 Brunei and from Spokane.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Magazine to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Los Fastidios,
Zero Boys,
The Gap Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sugar Minott,
Roy Ayers,
Sister Nancy,
EPMD,
Lyres,
China Crisis,
Mantronix,
Freddie Wadling,
Jesper Dahlback,
June of 44,
The United States of America,
Little Man,
Panda Bear,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Wings,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lou Christie,
Television,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Excepter,
Camouflage,
Nico,
Q and Not U,
Brick,
Bobby Byrd,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jacques Brel,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Saints,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Flash Fearless,
Organ,
Japan,
Peter and Kerry,
Jeff Mills,
Urselle,
Babytalk,
Connie Case,
Girls At Our Best!,
Von Mondo,
Minny Pops,
MDC,
The Young Rascals,
Bill Near,
Silicon Teens,
Soft Cell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Andrew Hill,
Main Source,
A Certain Ratio,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Skriet,
New York Dolls,
Bobby Sherman,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Carl Craig,
Lalann,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.