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 France and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Severed Heads to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marvin Gaye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and a rhodes 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 arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
the Sonics,
Cal Tjader,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Can,
Yusef Lateef,
The Flesh Eaters,
cv313,
Crime,
Prince Buster,
UT,
Eric Copeland,
The New Christs,
Mark Hollis,
Bad Manners,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Qualms,
Lee Hazlewood,
Tommy Roe,
E-Dancer,
Alton Ellis,
Peter and Kerry,
Q65,
The Wake,
Delta 5,
Bobby Byrd,
Morten Harket,
Kayak,
Gichy Dan,
The Leaves,
Vladislav Delay,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Organ,
X-101,
Chris Corsano,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Gap Band,
Inner City,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Donald Byrd,
Yaz,
Blake Baxter,
Au Pairs,
Shuggie Otis,
Man Parrish,
Ultimate Spinach,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bobby Womack,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Youth Brigade,
Swell Maps,
Henry Cow,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Altered Images,
Y Pants,
Janne Schatter,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.