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 Zambia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gabor Szabo to the rap 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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Symarip,
Cheater Slicks,
Monolake,
The Sonics,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pulsallama,
Amon Düül II,
The Electric Prunes,
Visage,
Avey Tare,
The Victims,
Archie Shepp,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Public Image Ltd.,
Qualms,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Alton Ellis,
Sparks,
Quadrant,
Sound Behaviour,
Schoolly D,
Reuben Wilson,
Roxy Music,
Malaria!,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Skatalites,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Blues Magoos,
Gabor Szabo,
Jacques Brel,
Swell Maps,
Chris Corsano,
Warsaw,
The New Christs,
Prince Buster,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Pantytec,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
These Immortal Souls,
The Fugs,
KRS-One,
Albert Ayler,
The Happenings,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Scratch Acid,
Sam Rivers,
Stetsasonic,
The Zeros,
Harpers Bizarre,
Magazine,
Fad Gadget,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Pop Group,
Flash Fearless,
Youth Brigade,
T.S.O.L.,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.