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 Madagascar and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Section 25 to the punk 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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultra Naté record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Erykah Badu,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Minnie Riperton,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
OOIOO,
EPMD,
Minny Pops,
Faust,
Scion,
Flash Fearless,
Funky Four + One,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Derrick May,
Loose Ends,
Rosa Yemen,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Neon Judgement,
Organ,
Lucky Dragons,
Essential Logic,
Maleditus Sound,
The Move,
The Monochrome Set,
Altered Images,
Pierre Henry,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Funkadelic,
Al Stewart,
Index,
Spandau Ballet,
Robert Hood,
Sandy B,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Gladiators,
Alphaville,
Dave Gahan,
Glenn Branca,
Gong,
Amon Düül II,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Moss Icon,
the Swans,
Public Enemy,
The Vogues,
Amon Düül,
The Count Five,
Visage,
Sex Pistols,
The Fortunes,
Dawn Penn,
Marshall Jefferson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rhythm & Sound,
Swell Maps,
Slick Rick,
Jesper Dahlback,
Carl Craig,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.