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 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Fortunes to the dance 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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deakin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Guru Guru,
Gang of Four,
Kaleidoscope,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bluetip,
Mark Hollis,
Glenn Branca,
Radiohead,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Eddi Front,
Rites of Spring,
Black Moon,
The Index,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Mission of Burma,
Nas,
John Coltrane,
Glambeats Corp.,
PIL,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tres Demented,
Make Up,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Gories,
Juan Atkins,
a-ha,
Desert Stars,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Frankie Knuckles,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Newcleus,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dawn Penn,
The Martian,
Thompson Twins,
Marc Almond,
Ken Boothe,
Crispy Ambulance,
KRS-One,
John Cale,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
FM Einheit,
The Last Poets,
Aloha Tigers,
The Kinks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mad Mike,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Human League,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scan 7,
Yusef Lateef,
Bronski Beat,
Smog,
Matthew Bourne,
New York Dolls,
Technova,
Interpol,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.