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 Laos and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 rhodes 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 Dennis Brown to the electroclash 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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Black Bananas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Suicide,
Wasted Youth,
UT,
Gang of Four,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pierre Henry,
Hasil Adkins,
The Seeds,
Derrick Morgan,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pharoah Sanders,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Juan Atkins,
Buzzcocks,
Schoolly D,
The Fire Engines,
Rufus Thomas,
CMW,
The Flesh Eaters,
Yaz,
Subhumans,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
F. McDonald,
Bootsy Collins,
The Moleskins,
Mars,
Harmonia,
Prince Buster,
Bluetip,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Smoke,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Searchers,
Supertramp,
The Litter,
Public Image Ltd.,
Hoover,
The Associates,
MDC,
Throbbing Gristle,
John Cale,
Niagra,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Misunderstood,
Moebius,
Erasure,
Donny Hathaway,
Swell Maps,
The Buckinghams,
Nation of Ulysses,
OOIOO,
Roxy Music,
Brothers Johnson,
Infiniti,
Archie Shepp,
Kerri Chandler,
Sandy B,
Pussy Galore,
The Happenings,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.