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 Mauritius and from Lagos.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Radiohead to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
The Evens,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kurtis Blow,
R.M.O.,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pussy Galore,
The Neon Judgement,
The Cure,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Robert Hood,
Dual Sessions,
Chris Corsano,
Nico,
Jacob Miller,
Danielle Patucci,
James White and The Blacks,
The Fall,
Sam Rivers,
New Age Steppers,
Patti Smith,
The Cosmic Jokers,
DNA,
Groovy Waters,
Lou Reed,
Adolescents,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Alarm Clocks,
Crooked Eye,
The Toasters,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Angels of Light,
Television,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lower 48,
Black Bananas,
Spoonie Gee,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Joe Finger,
Morten Harket,
Pulsallama,
The Barracudas,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Johnny Osbourne,
Connie Case,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eric Dolphy,
Warsaw,
Qualms,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Minutemen,
The Names,
Inner City,
Iggy Pop,
Technova,
Nirvana,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.