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 Sierra Leone and from Lyon.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gun Club to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Sonic Youth,
Index,
Yusef Lateef,
Easy Going,
Derrick Morgan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scan 7,
Morten Harket,
Letta Mbulu,
Warsaw,
The Modern Lovers,
UT,
The Index,
Panda Bear,
Cal Tjader,
Freddie Wadling,
Little Man,
Alphaville,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Infiniti,
New Order,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Peter & Gordon,
EPMD,
Jerry's Kids,
Delta 5,
Surgeon,
Au Pairs,
Average White Band,
Agent Orange,
Yellowson,
X-Ray Spex,
Dave Gahan,
The Saints,
Fela Kuti,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Smog,
Das Ding,
The Last Poets,
Marc Almond,
The Move,
The Busters,
Curtis Mayfield,
Flipper,
Adolescents,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Aswad,
Minny Pops,
Tommy Roe,
Groovy Waters,
Blossom Toes,
Country Teasers,
The Red Krayola,
Crime,
Echospace,
The Skatalites,
Silicon Teens,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.