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 Liberia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Anakelly to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dirtbombs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Half Japanese,
Soft Machine,
Sight & Sound,
Max Romeo,
Man Parrish,
The Detroit Cobras,
Tomorrow,
The Walker Brothers,
the Soft Cell,
Swans,
Lungfish,
Nirvana,
Aural Exciters,
Rapeman,
Erykah Badu,
The Offenders,
Echospace,
Ten City,
Girls At Our Best!,
Iggy Pop,
New York Dolls,
Jacques Brel,
Young Marble Giants,
Goldenarms,
Shoche,
Surgeon,
Sandy B,
Quando Quango,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ohio Players,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tom Boy,
Newcleus,
The Fire Engines,
the Normal,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pere Ubu,
Dark Day,
La Düsseldorf,
EPMD,
Model 500,
Sällskapet,
FM Einheit,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nick Fraelich,
Talk Talk,
cv313,
The Evens,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Glenn Branca,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Howard Jones,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Slits,
Arthur Verocai,
Tres Demented,
The Techniques,
Bizarre Inc.,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.