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 Serbia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 chamberlin 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 The Fall to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ossler,
Moby Grape,
Livin' Joy,
The Evens,
Smog,
Harmonia,
Skaos,
Vainqueur,
Joyce Sims,
The Techniques,
Steve Hackett,
La Düsseldorf,
Trumans Water,
Ronnie Foster,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Circle Jerks,
Lebanon Hanover,
David Bowie,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Chris Corsano,
Max Romeo,
Excepter,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Sound,
Essential Logic,
Ponytail,
Yazoo,
Dawn Penn,
X-101,
This Heat,
Stetsasonic,
Loose Ends,
Electric Prunes,
Reagan Youth,
Popol Vuh,
Frankie Knuckles,
Metal Thangz,
Moss Icon,
Oneida,
Mantronix,
Black Sheep,
The Raincoats,
Gabor Szabo,
The Blackbyrds,
Mandrill,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Radiohead,
Dennis Brown,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Zapp,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pulsallama,
Chris & Cosey,
The J.B.'s,
Roxy Music,
Eric Copeland,
Siglo XX,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.