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 Liberia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Fad Gadget to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Brass Construction,
Marvin Gaye,
Sex Pistols,
The Techniques,
Morten Harket,
Eli Mardock,
Flamin' Groovies,
Section 25,
Negative Approach,
Man Eating Sloth,
Tubeway Army,
Sonny Sharrock,
Zapp,
Stereo Dub,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Barbara Tucker,
Supertramp,
The Sonics,
Ultra Naté,
Procol Harum,
Crispian St. Peters,
Livin' Joy,
Camberwell Now,
David McCallum,
Can,
Khruangbin,
The Monochrome Set,
Bobby Byrd,
Deadbeat,
Pere Ubu,
kango's stein massive,
B.T. Express,
The Move,
the Human League,
ABBA,
Anthony Braxton,
Fela Kuti,
The Dirtbombs,
Girls At Our Best!,
Scan 7,
Erasure,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jerry's Kids,
Traffic Nightmare,
Amazonics,
Faust,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dark Day,
Bauhaus,
Drexciya,
Mad Mike,
Organ,
Mission of Burma,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Cal Tjader,
Mars,
The Saints,
Blake Baxter,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.