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 Tonga and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Section 25 to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Black Moon,
Warsaw,
Television,
Oneida,
Camberwell Now,
The Sonics,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Mr. Review,
Moby Grape,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Unwound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Trumans Water,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Hashim,
Lakeside,
The Raincoats,
Jawbox,
Sun City Girls,
DNA,
Toni Rubio,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
L. Decosne,
Loose Ends,
The Dead C,
Alison Limerick,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rapeman,
Stereo Dub,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Slave,
Arthur Verocai,
Monks,
E-Dancer,
Althea and Donna,
the Sonics,
Vainqueur,
Ronan,
Motorama,
La Düsseldorf,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Joyce Sims,
John Holt,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Terry Callier,
Porter Ricks,
Scratch Acid,
Mars,
Deakin,
Tim Buckley,
The Alarm Clocks,
Groovy Waters,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Second Layer,
The Golliwogs,
Soul II Soul,
John Foxx,
Nils Olav,
Bob Dylan,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.