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 Mongolia and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 mellotron 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 Delta 5 to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
The Fuzztones,
Cymande,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
B.T. Express,
Eric Dolphy,
Neu!,
Tim Buckley,
Pierre Henry,
Stiv Bators,
Surgeon,
Mark Hollis,
Junior Murvin,
The Skatalites,
The United States of America,
The Buckinghams,
Matthew Halsall,
Deakin,
Outsiders,
Niagra,
James White and The Blacks,
The Sonics,
Prince Buster,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Make Up,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
U.S. Maple,
Public Image Ltd.,
Harmonia,
Boredoms,
Jerry's Kids,
The Last Poets,
Sun Ra,
Slave,
Erasure,
Subhumans,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Half Japanese,
Curtis Mayfield,
Scan 7,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gichy Dan,
LL Cool J,
Charles Mingus,
The Angels of Light,
The Names,
L. Decosne,
Throbbing Gristle,
Glenn Branca,
Theoretical Girls,
Ituana,
Rites of Spring,
Popol Vuh,
Bobby Byrd,
The Leaves,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Yellowson,
Angry Samoans,
Rapeman,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kas Product,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.