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 Turkey and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pet Shop Boys to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nirvana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Morten Harket,
Faust,
Fatback Band,
Television Personalities,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Toasters,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Tom Boy,
Patti Smith,
Suburban Knight,
Bush Tetras,
Avey Tare,
Kerrie Biddell,
Dawn Penn,
the Slits,
Mantronix,
The Young Rascals,
Shoche,
Public Enemy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bang On A Can,
The Remains,
The Gap Band,
Boz Scaggs,
Ultravox,
D'Angelo,
Pere Ubu,
Magma,
The Sound,
The Beau Brummels,
Kevin Saunderson,
New Order,
The Zeros,
Rod Modell,
Byron Stingily,
Sixth Finger,
Fort Wilson Riot,
David Axelrod,
Fad Gadget,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Delon & Dalcan,
Big Daddy Kane,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sarah Menescal,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Henry Cow,
Moss Icon,
Lou Reed,
John Lydon,
Cheater Slicks,
The Star Department,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lightning Bolt,
Pylon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Symarip,
The Residents,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.