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 Sudan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Fall to the techno 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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
New Order,
Silicon Teens,
Reagan Youth,
Los Fastidios,
The Five Americans,
The Toasters,
The Smiths,
Bill Near,
Big Daddy Kane,
Popol Vuh,
Cybotron,
Funky Four + One,
Ultravox,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Smog,
Circle Jerks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nico,
Prince Buster,
Man Parrish,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Black Flag,
The Doors,
Blossom Toes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eden Ahbez,
UT,
Second Layer,
In Retrospect,
Gang of Four,
Roxette,
Crooked Eye,
Curtis Mayfield,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lalo Schifrin,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Slits,
Babytalk,
Judy Mowatt,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Barracudas,
T. Rex,
Motorama,
Dead Boys,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Pop Group,
Wally Richardson,
The Young Rascals,
Ken Boothe,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Detroit Cobras,
Chris Corsano,
Johnny Clarke,
The Cure,
Yusef Lateef,
John Lydon,
Robert Hood,
Scratch Acid,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rapeman,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.