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 Peru and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 Winnipeg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
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 The Velvet Underground to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
Stetsasonic,
Dave Gahan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Barry Ungar,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Last Poets,
Half Japanese,
Tommy Roe,
Black Flag,
Lee Hazlewood,
Amon Düül II,
Girls At Our Best!,
Visage,
The Birthday Party,
Traffic Nightmare,
Television,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Oblivians,
Pylon,
Ultravox,
Erykah Badu,
T. Rex,
Danielle Patucci,
One Last Wish,
Stiv Bators,
The Dave Clark Five,
Essential Logic,
R.M.O.,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Roger Hodgson,
kango's stein massive,
Minor Threat,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Easy Going,
Godley & Creme,
Maurizio,
This Heat,
Brothers Johnson,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fatback Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
Japan,
Excepter,
The Mojo Men,
Joy Division,
The Offenders,
Duran Duran,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jerry's Kids,
Deakin,
The Real Kids,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Howard Jones,
Eden Ahbez,
Dual Sessions,
Juan Atkins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jerry Gold Smith,
June Days,
Second Layer,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.