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 Bahrain and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Scratch Acid to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Donny Hathaway,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Maurizio,
Stetsasonic,
June Days,
PIL,
The Smiths,
Michelle Simonal,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Morten Harket,
Radiopuhelimet,
Maleditus Sound,
Altered Images,
Dead Boys,
The Angels of Light,
Rotary Connection,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Motorama,
Easy Going,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Durutti Column,
Lou Reed,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Alison Limerick,
Derrick May,
Byron Stingily,
The Moody Blues,
David Axelrod,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Grass Roots,
The Associates,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Flipper,
Second Layer,
cv313,
Crispy Ambulance,
R.M.O.,
Excepter,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Sonics,
Theoretical Girls,
Rod Modell,
Pantaleimon,
Matthew Halsall,
Deakin,
F. McDonald,
Aswad,
Harpers Bizarre,
John Coltrane,
Gichy Dan,
The Dead C,
Echospace,
The Fuzztones,
Eli Mardock,
Thompson Twins,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gabor Szabo,
Alton Ellis,
Kaleidoscope,
Subhumans,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.