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 East Timor and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Barbara Tucker to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
the Germs,
Ossler,
Gang Gang Dance,
Joensuu 1685,
The Fugs,
Shoche,
the Human League,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Bar-Kays,
The Blackbyrds,
Boz Scaggs,
Soulsonic Force,
Bluetip,
Marshall Jefferson,
New York Dolls,
Gang Starr,
In Retrospect,
FM Einheit,
Roxette,
Johnny Clarke,
Nick Fraelich,
The Monochrome Set,
Average White Band,
The Dirtbombs,
Tubeway Army,
Liliput,
Scott Walker,
Skaos,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Joe Smooth,
Jacob Miller,
Sex Pistols,
Andrew Hill,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rhythm & Sound,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Flash Fearless,
Marine Girls,
Sonny Sharrock,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Girls At Our Best!,
Marvin Gaye,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
48th St. Collective,
Pierre Henry,
Fort Wilson Riot,
U.S. Maple,
Eden Ahbez,
Oneida,
Cluster,
Funkadelic,
T.S.O.L.,
The Wake,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Toasters,
Bang On A Can,
John Lydon,
Isaac Hayes,
The Leaves,
Porter Ricks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.