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 Iraq and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Yazoo,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pagans,
FM Einheit,
Procol Harum,
Popol Vuh,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Alphaville,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Public Image Ltd.,
New York Dolls,
Cymande,
Traffic Nightmare,
Neil Young,
Magma,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Skatalites,
Eddi Front,
Joey Negro,
Oblivians,
Fear,
UT,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pole,
Ken Boothe,
Janne Schatter,
Sugar Minott,
Young Marble Giants,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Unwound,
Alton Ellis,
Drexciya,
The Shadows of Knight,
Crash Course in Science,
Hashim,
The Dirtbombs,
Metal Thangz,
Lightning Bolt,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Star Department,
Circle Jerks,
Bobby Sherman,
The Moody Blues,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Derrick May,
Steve Hackett,
Skriet,
Bluetip,
Moebius,
Heaven 17,
Los Fastidios,
Lindisfarne,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Quantec,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Index,
Leonard Cohen,
Delon & Dalcan,
Marmalade,
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.