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 Turkey and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Funky Four + One to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Black Bananas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
June Days,
Qualms,
Tres Demented,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ultimate Spinach,
Television,
A Certain Ratio,
Chris Corsano,
Arcadia,
Steve Hackett,
Livin' Joy,
Flipper,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Organ,
The Seeds,
Lalann,
Make Up,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Adolescents,
Marc Almond,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crispian St. Peters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mo-Dettes,
Robert Hood,
Bobby Sherman,
Joe Finger,
Infiniti,
Thee Headcoats,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pole,
a-ha,
Soft Cell,
Pylon,
kango's stein massive,
The Zeros,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eve St. Jones,
Beasts of Bourbon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
10cc,
The Sound,
Danielle Patucci,
Pagans,
Smog,
Minor Threat,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
U.S. Maple,
Todd Rundgren,
the Sonics,
Joe Smooth,
The Slackers,
Ultravox,
Blossom Toes,
Roxette,
New York Dolls,
Grey Daturas,
The Mojo Men,
Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis.
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.