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 Singapore and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 U.S. Maple to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sam Rivers,
Terry Callier,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mark Hollis,
Sound Behaviour,
Soft Cell,
Can,
Kenny Larkin,
Sight & Sound,
Johnny Clarke,
Accadde A,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Brand Nubian,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Echospace,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Cowsills,
Gang Gang Dance,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Crime,
The Techniques,
Iggy Pop,
8 Eyed Spy,
H. Thieme,
Nirvana,
Bobby Sherman,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Minor Threat,
The Toasters,
Gang Green,
Amon Düül,
Janne Schatter,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pagans,
June Days,
Symarip,
Stockholm Monsters,
Morten Harket,
MC5,
Harmonia,
The Pop Group,
The Raincoats,
The Litter,
Eve St. Jones,
Blake Baxter,
The Busters,
Fugazi,
T.S.O.L.,
Make Up,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Section 25,
Unwound,
Thompson Twins,
OOIOO,
Scott Walker,
Ponytail,
Skaos,
Loose Ends,
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.