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 Papua New Guinea and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
Henry Cow,
Lungfish,
David Bowie,
Blossom Toes,
Accadde A,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Tropical Tobacco,
Fugazi,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Newcleus,
The Barracudas,
Electric Prunes,
Junior Murvin,
Bill Wells,
kango's stein massive,
Colin Newman,
Letta Mbulu,
The Flesh Eaters,
Banda Bassotti,
Bluetip,
The Litter,
Bang On A Can,
The Martian,
The Star Department,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Peter and Kerry,
The Fall,
Angry Samoans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Searchers,
Oneida,
Cymande,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Yazoo,
Rakim,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Monks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Minny Pops,
Skaos,
Ultimate Spinach,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Soft Cell,
The Angels of Light,
The Moody Blues,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Technova,
Moebius,
Television Personalities,
Excepter,
Country Teasers,
Masters at Work,
New York Dolls,
Godley & Creme,
Black Bananas,
Mad Mike,
Deepchord,
The Fire Engines,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox.
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.