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 Estonia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 Columbus and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 guitar 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the electroclash 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 The Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Real Kids,
Faraquet,
X-101,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Motions,
Arthur Verocai,
Tom Boy,
Mr. Review,
Marvin Gaye,
Rosa Yemen,
Reuben Wilson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Oneida,
Sun City Girls,
The Monks,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Slits,
Talk Talk,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jerry's Kids,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
David Axelrod,
Pylon,
Blake Baxter,
Eurythmics,
La Düsseldorf,
The Zeros,
The Blues Magoos,
Sight & Sound,
Porter Ricks,
The Neon Judgement,
Cluster,
Alphaville,
The Music Machine,
EPMD,
Black Pus,
Eden Ahbez,
Technova,
U.S. Maple,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Monochrome Set,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Joensuu 1685,
Darondo,
Spandau Ballet,
Scratch Acid,
New Age Steppers,
UT,
Marmalade,
New York Dolls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Severed Heads,
Minny Pops,
Crash Course in Science,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.