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 Chile and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 AZ to the dance 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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
The Saints,
The Modern Lovers,
Hashim,
The Busters,
Mad Mike,
The Leaves,
Rod Modell,
the Soft Cell,
The Names,
JFA,
Crooked Eye,
Young Marble Giants,
Robert Görl,
Little Man,
Alphaville,
a-ha,
Grey Daturas,
Leonard Cohen,
Bluetip,
World's Most,
Roxy Music,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Steve Hackett,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kas Product,
Skarface,
Fat Boys,
Kool Moe Dee,
Suburban Knight,
Rapeman,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
John Cale,
Television Personalities,
The Velvet Underground,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Loose Ends,
The Gories,
Jacques Brel,
Bad Manners,
The Moleskins,
Fatback Band,
Easy Going,
The Evens,
Simply Red,
Connie Case,
Monolake,
FM Einheit,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
MDC,
Anakelly,
Donny Hathaway,
Guru Guru,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Oneida,
June Days,
Albert Ayler,
New Order,
Gil Scott Heron,
Derrick May,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Frankie Knuckles,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.