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 Thailand and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Salvador.
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 spring reverb 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 Zeros to the punk 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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe 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 guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Blackbyrds,
Yellowson,
Godley & Creme,
10cc,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Drive Like Jehu,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jandek,
Pagans,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rekid,
Intrusion,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Curtis Mayfield,
Stockholm Monsters,
UT,
New Age Steppers,
Brass Construction,
The Litter,
The Divine Comedy,
Average White Band,
R.M.O.,
cv313,
Althea and Donna,
Index,
The Fall,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ultimate Spinach,
Janne Schatter,
Susan Cadogan,
Quando Quango,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jacob Miller,
Crispian St. Peters,
Cecil Taylor,
Nils Olav,
Saccharine Trust,
The Smoke,
Television Personalities,
June Days,
Iggy Pop,
L. Decosne,
The Raincoats,
The Blues Magoos,
Peter & Gordon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Doors,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bush Tetras,
Kurtis Blow,
Minor Threat,
Freddie Wadling,
T. Rex,
Popol Vuh,
Deadbeat,
Adolescents,
Royal Trux,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.