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 Paraguay and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Calgary and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro 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 Peter & Gordon to the jazz 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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Sun City Girls,
Cybotron,
Fatback Band,
Main Source,
Mo-Dettes,
Can,
Parry Music,
KRS-One,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Bar-Kays,
Nirvana,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Dead C,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Black Dice,
Basic Channel,
Sister Nancy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Todd Rundgren,
EPMD,
New Age Steppers,
Buzzcocks,
Tres Demented,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Barracudas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Harmonia,
Derrick May,
Grandmaster Flash,
Anakelly,
June Days,
Intrusion,
Skarface,
The Selecter,
Pantaleimon,
Lindisfarne,
Alison Limerick,
Joe Smooth,
Bobby Womack,
Joensuu 1685,
Girls At Our Best!,
Flipper,
Quadrant,
Eurythmics,
Yazoo,
Marshall Jefferson,
Stereo Dub,
Bluetip,
Carl Craig,
Interpol,
The Modern Lovers,
Peter & Gordon,
Lower 48,
Skriet,
Robert Hood,
Scan 7,
The Gun Club,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Piero Umiliani,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.