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 Moldova and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the clarinet 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 The Doors to the rock 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 Oppenheimer Analysis. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Zero Boys,
The J.B.'s,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Real Kids,
Sonny Sharrock,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Newcleus,
Slick Rick,
The Flesh Eaters,
Brothers Johnson,
Erykah Badu,
Laurel Aitken,
Funky Four + One,
Cecil Taylor,
Charles Mingus,
Lakeside,
Warren Ellis,
Young Marble Giants,
La Düsseldorf,
the Sonics,
Crash Course in Science,
Amon Düül II,
Arab on Radar,
Blossom Toes,
Monolake,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jawbox,
Carl Craig,
Oneida,
DJ Sneak,
Nas,
Hasil Adkins,
Jacques Brel,
Leonard Cohen,
The Remains,
Easy Going,
Erasure,
China Crisis,
The Doobie Brothers,
Franke,
The Stooges,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Can,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Derrick Morgan,
Terry Callier,
Jerry's Kids,
Icehouse,
Ice-T,
The Moleskins,
John Lydon,
Aswad,
Con Funk Shun,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Absolute Body Control,
Faraquet,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Reagan Youth,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.