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 France and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Holger Czukay 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 Robert Görl to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Max Romeo,
Agitation Free,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bobby Womack,
10cc,
The Toasters,
Goldenarms,
Andrew Hill,
Fat Boys,
Minnie Riperton,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Associates,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Alphaville,
Wire,
JFA,
The Sound,
Todd Terry,
The Black Dice,
Joe Finger,
Main Source,
Morten Harket,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Glenn Branca,
Blancmange,
Mo-Dettes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Newcleus,
Brand Nubian,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Modern Lovers,
Shuggie Otis,
The Litter,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nick Fraelich,
Gang Gang Dance,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jandek,
the Normal,
Country Joe & The Fish,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Model 500,
Jacques Brel,
Sun City Girls,
Sister Nancy,
Panda Bear,
Royal Trux,
The Mojo Men,
Wings,
Thompson Twins,
Jerry's Kids,
Altered Images,
Gil Scott Heron,
Hasil Adkins,
Tim Buckley,
Pylon,
Can,
Letta Mbulu,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.