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 Morocco and from Hong Kong.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lagos.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Suicide to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
JFA,
Q and Not U,
The Moleskins,
New Age Steppers,
Grey Daturas,
John Foxx,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Quadrant,
The J.B.'s,
Black Flag,
The Fire Engines,
Rotary Connection,
the Normal,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Move,
Soulsonic Force,
Gang Green,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Echospace,
Bobby Womack,
Derrick May,
Pulsallama,
John Holt,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Wake,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Seeds,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Danielle Patucci,
Essential Logic,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Wings,
James White and The Blacks,
Graham Central Station,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Don Cherry,
Masters at Work,
Gang Starr,
Fifty Foot Hose,
the Fania All-Stars,
Vladislav Delay,
The Durutti Column,
The Smiths,
Todd Rundgren,
The Fortunes,
Pantaleimon,
Sällskapet,
Animal Collective,
Man Parrish,
La Düsseldorf,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Moby Grape,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Skarface,
Soft Machine,
Jawbox,
K-Klass,
Lalo Schifrin,
Anakelly,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.