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 Saudi Arabia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Yaz to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 the Bar-Kays. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fort Wilson Riot 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
kango's stein massive,
Delta 5,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Detroit Cobras,
The American Breed,
Sun Ra,
Mission of Burma,
U.S. Maple,
Ten City,
The Pop Group,
The Fall,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Trojans,
The Shadows of Knight,
10cc,
Ronan,
Oneida,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Roxy Music,
Radio Birdman,
Country Teasers,
Echospace,
The Doobie Brothers,
In Retrospect,
Max Romeo,
Das Ding,
The Raincoats,
Anakelly,
Little Man,
Gang Gang Dance,
Howard Jones,
Gichy Dan,
the Sonics,
Infiniti,
Althea and Donna,
Eric Copeland,
Iggy Pop,
The Leaves,
Ituana,
Todd Rundgren,
New Age Steppers,
Pere Ubu,
DJ Sneak,
Stetsasonic,
The Blues Magoos,
Stiv Bators,
Outsiders,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sexual Harrassment,
Spoonie Gee,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rapeman,
Robert Görl,
Accadde A,
Oblivians,
Y Pants,
Technova,
Simply Red,
CMW,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
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.