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 Panama and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 808 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 rock 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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Liliput,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kerri Chandler,
Desert Stars,
Fear,
MDC,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
LL Cool J,
Gang Green,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Terrestrial Tones,
Cheater Slicks,
The Leaves,
Inner City,
Pagans,
Roy Ayers,
The Count Five,
The Invisible,
Jawbox,
Slick Rick,
Avey Tare,
Shuggie Otis,
the Sonics,
Lindisfarne,
Lalo Schifrin,
Joe Finger,
Second Layer,
Jimmy McGriff,
Deakin,
Kevin Saunderson,
Todd Rundgren,
New York Dolls,
the Swans,
Quantec,
Pierre Henry,
Deadbeat,
The Barracudas,
Accadde A,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rites of Spring,
Funkadelic,
Stetsasonic,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Prince Buster,
Crispy Ambulance,
Grauzone,
Lucky Dragons,
Saccharine Trust,
Marshall Jefferson,
ABC,
Silicon Teens,
Minny Pops,
Scratch Acid,
Mission of Burma,
Jeff Lynne,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Peter & Gordon,
Althea and Donna,
a-ha,
Crooked Eye,
Unrelated Segments,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.