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 Cuba and from Salvador.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 Bill Near to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Teenage Jesus and the Jerks 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Eric Copeland,
Arcadia,
Minor Threat,
Mars,
Soulsonic Force,
the Soft Cell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pierre Henry,
Shoche,
the Slits,
a-ha,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Television Personalities,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sarah Menescal,
Khruangbin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Quantec,
Isaac Hayes,
Glambeats Corp.,
Essential Logic,
The Techniques,
China Crisis,
Cameo,
The Residents,
Charles Mingus,
Sun Ra,
Massinfluence,
Pagans,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Amon Düül II,
The Angels of Light,
Donny Hathaway,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Fall,
The Black Dice,
Malaria!,
Pylon,
X-102,
Fad Gadget,
The Smiths,
Josef K,
Kerrie Biddell,
Amon Düül,
Donald Byrd,
This Heat,
Matthew Halsall,
B.T. Express,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Litter,
Half Japanese,
Severed Heads,
Neu!,
Sixth Finger,
Davy DMX,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Kinks,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.