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 Barbados and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare 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 Dave Gahan to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum 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 organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
cv313,
Aswad,
the Slits,
Kayak,
The Saints,
Masters at Work,
Fluxion,
Iggy Pop,
Kaleidoscope,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Swans,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Organ,
The American Breed,
Funky Four + One,
Mars,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Eric Copeland,
B.T. Express,
Sandy B,
Scratch Acid,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Joe Finger,
The Index,
Kool Moe Dee,
Shoche,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Busters,
Minnie Riperton,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Black Pus,
The Martian,
Massinfluence,
The Victims,
Tom Boy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Cheater Slicks,
Sun City Girls,
The Modern Lovers,
Unrelated Segments,
Mark Hollis,
Black Moon,
Amon Düül II,
Nirvana,
Arcadia,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Litter,
The Happenings,
Kevin Saunderson,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ice-T,
LL Cool J,
Hoover,
Soul II Soul,
Monolake,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Brand Nubian,
Sam Rivers,
Ten City,
Maurizio,
Procol Harum,
Deadbeat,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.