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 Uzbekistan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Audionom to the crunk 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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Faraquet,
Main Source,
Black Pus,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lou Reed,
Altered Images,
Danielle Patucci,
Slave,
Lee Hazlewood,
Terry Callier,
The Five Americans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bauhaus,
Joey Negro,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The United States of America,
Sexual Harrassment,
Brand Nubian,
Hashim,
John Foxx,
Grauzone,
Harmonia,
Sandy B,
Gang Gang Dance,
FM Einheit,
T. Rex,
La Düsseldorf,
Black Flag,
The Associates,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Maurizio,
Judy Mowatt,
Franke,
Joe Smooth,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
U.S. Maple,
Minutemen,
Aural Exciters,
Marcia Griffiths,
ABC,
Bush Tetras,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joe Finger,
Peter and Kerry,
Henry Cow,
Quando Quango,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pharoah Sanders,
Royal Trux,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eddi Front,
Moss Icon,
Gang of Four,
Clear Light,
The Happenings,
Blossom Toes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Tremeloes,
Sugar Minott,
Kayak,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.