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 Syria and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 oboe 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 Dave Gahan to the jazz 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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Lou Christie,
Kayak,
Eric Copeland,
Alice Coltrane,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Quando Quango,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Television Personalities,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Q and Not U,
Talk Talk,
The Remains,
Average White Band,
Erasure,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ultravox,
Soft Cell,
Deakin,
the Swans,
The Beau Brummels,
Gang Green,
John Foxx,
Tom Boy,
Royal Trux,
Crispian St. Peters,
KRS-One,
Duran Duran,
The Grass Roots,
the Fania All-Stars,
Organ,
The Flesh Eaters,
Skaos,
Godley & Creme,
Jeru the Damaja,
Eric Dolphy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Harmonia,
Eddi Front,
Franke,
Andrew Hill,
Lou Reed,
Warren Ellis,
Junior Murvin,
Leonard Cohen,
Lebanon Hanover,
Faust,
Sällskapet,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ohio Players,
Hoover,
Nirvana,
Black Bananas,
Ronnie Foster,
Blake Baxter,
New Order,
Tim Buckley,
John Holt,
Neu!,
Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!.
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.