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 Cameroon and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Michelle Simonal to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All The Detroit Cobras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Skatalites,
Oblivians,
Khruangbin,
Blossom Toes,
Soft Cell,
Janne Schatter,
Popol Vuh,
Eddi Front,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Cowsills,
Nico,
Fad Gadget,
Suburban Knight,
The Smiths,
Audionom,
Spoonie Gee,
Neil Young,
Shoche,
Second Layer,
The Cure,
Agitation Free,
The Remains,
Lindisfarne,
Erasure,
Sugar Minott,
Bronski Beat,
Zapp,
Piero Umiliani,
Marine Girls,
Crispy Ambulance,
Suicide,
Kerrie Biddell,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Martian,
Au Pairs,
Nik Kershaw,
Simply Red,
Circle Jerks,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Altered Images,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Moss Icon,
The Names,
Scan 7,
The Barracudas,
Barrington Levy,
Kayak,
Little Man,
Jimmy McGriff,
Moebius,
Harpers Bizarre,
Flash Fearless,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Star Department,
Negative Approach,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Boz Scaggs,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.