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 Kiribati and from Tokyo.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Guru Guru to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gang Gang Dance,
Robert Wyatt,
Radiohead,
The Selecter,
Franke,
Wire,
L. Decosne,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
the Sonics,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Average White Band,
Talk Talk,
The Neon Judgement,
Y Pants,
Dark Day,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lalann,
Roy Ayers,
The Buckinghams,
The Blues Magoos,
Patti Smith,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sixth Finger,
Wally Richardson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Move,
In Retrospect,
Susan Cadogan,
Moss Icon,
Black Bananas,
Arcadia,
Matthew Bourne,
Andrew Hill,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Techniques,
Heaven 17,
World's Most,
Eve St. Jones,
Motorama,
Bill Near,
Kerri Chandler,
The Electric Prunes,
The Cowsills,
Theoretical Girls,
Second Layer,
Nirvana,
ABBA,
Joy Division,
Little Man,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Fire Engines,
The Black Dice,
Joe Smooth,
Dawn Penn,
The Last Poets,
Stetsasonic,
F. McDonald,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.