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 Thailand and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Judy Mowatt to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Bobbi Humphrey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drexciya record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Joensuu 1685,
The Red Krayola,
Mad Mike,
Colin Newman,
Radiohead,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Barrington Levy,
Deepchord,
Alphaville,
Michelle Simonal,
Dark Day,
Subhumans,
Duran Duran,
Donny Hathaway,
Joe Smooth,
Isaac Hayes,
Alison Limerick,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Durutti Column,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Amon Düül,
Q and Not U,
X-Ray Spex,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Reagan Youth,
Minny Pops,
Spoonie Gee,
Arcadia,
Black Flag,
the Swans,
Pole,
The Residents,
Excepter,
Albert Ayler,
Masters at Work,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Depeche Mode,
Buzzcocks,
Rufus Thomas,
Derrick Morgan,
The Walker Brothers,
Piero Umiliani,
The Blues Magoos,
Zapp,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lungfish,
The Techniques,
June Days,
the Germs,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Invisible,
Archie Shepp,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
DNA,
The Standells,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Guru Guru,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ralphi Rosario,
FM Einheit,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.