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 Greece and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Pagans to the funk 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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Porter Ricks,
The Monks,
Lebanon Hanover,
Spoonie Gee,
Nas,
Gang Starr,
The Fire Engines,
Robert Wyatt,
Lou Reed,
The Misunderstood,
Inner City,
Mark Hollis,
Index,
Barrington Levy,
World's Most,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Visage,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
La Düsseldorf,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eve St. Jones,
The Slits,
Derrick Morgan,
Zapp,
The Invisible,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gichy Dan,
Soulsonic Force,
Newcleus,
Alton Ellis,
Charles Mingus,
Ronan,
Subhumans,
Brick,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sugar Minott,
Sun Ra,
The Fortunes,
Negative Approach,
Dave Gahan,
the Human League,
Aswad,
Ohio Players,
Sam Rivers,
Tommy Roe,
Morten Harket,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Little Man,
Yaz,
R.M.O.,
the Bar-Kays,
Silicon Teens,
Underground Resistance,
Anakelly,
Lindisfarne,
Joy Division,
The Move,
Radiopuhelimet,
Colin Newman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.