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 Ukraine and from Calgary.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar 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 Livin' Joy to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
The Pretty Things,
Bauhaus,
Lou Reed,
Donny Hathaway,
Make Up,
Jawbox,
U.S. Maple,
Bootsy Collins,
Lalann,
Intrusion,
Max Romeo,
Audionom,
Echospace,
Joy Division,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Black Dice,
The Martian,
Chrome,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Mission of Burma,
Todd Rundgren,
China Crisis,
The Slits,
Soulsonic Force,
Simply Red,
Young Marble Giants,
Scratch Acid,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Aswad,
8 Eyed Spy,
Angry Samoans,
Idris Muhammad,
The Fall,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Leaves,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Swans,
Marmalade,
Alphaville,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Quantec,
L. Decosne,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ice-T,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Popol Vuh,
Fat Boys,
Carl Craig,
Bobby Womack,
Mark Hollis,
The Beau Brummels,
the Soft Cell,
Kaleidoscope,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Michelle Simonal,
Lightning Bolt,
Can,
The Litter,
Groovy Waters,
The Fire Engines,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.