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 Portugal and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Quantec to the grunge 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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Wyatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
The Offenders,
Liliput,
Black Flag,
The American Breed,
Jerry's Kids,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Josef K,
Oneida,
Wire,
Shuggie Otis,
Minnie Riperton,
Gong,
The United States of America,
Second Layer,
Susan Cadogan,
The Raincoats,
Main Source,
the Slits,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rakim,
Arab on Radar,
Nas,
The Grass Roots,
The Smiths,
Black Sheep,
Jacques Brel,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Radiopuhelimet,
Moebius,
Infiniti,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Agitation Free,
Cymande,
Television,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lakeside,
A Certain Ratio,
Bluetip,
Nico,
Charles Mingus,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Soulsonic Force,
Reagan Youth,
Grey Daturas,
Slave,
The Buckinghams,
Angry Samoans,
Los Fastidios,
Fat Boys,
Mantronix,
Model 500,
Gang Green,
Pantytec,
The Techniques,
The Star Department,
Tears for Fears,
Ludus,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.