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 Angola and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai 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 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 Pet Shop Boys to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Gang Dance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Inner City,
Groovy Waters,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ultravox,
Technova,
Moby Grape,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Kinks,
Alison Limerick,
Barrington Levy,
The Sound,
Oneida,
Minnie Riperton,
Barry Ungar,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Sonics,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lebanon Hanover,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
David Bowie,
Panda Bear,
Interpol,
Donald Byrd,
John Cale,
Depeche Mode,
Aural Exciters,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Soft Machine,
Motorama,
Black Pus,
Amazonics,
Quando Quango,
The Toasters,
Metal Thangz,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Newcleus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Brick,
The Fortunes,
Banda Bassotti,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Frankie Knuckles,
Television,
Subhumans,
Iggy Pop,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Cowsills,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bronski Beat,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Cybotron,
Can,
The Skatalites,
Max Romeo,
The Birthday Party,
The Five Americans,
Juan Atkins,
Don Cherry,
Leonard Cohen,
Sarah Menescal,
Althea and Donna,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.