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 Congo and from Mexico City.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Tres Demented,
Skriet,
Audionom,
The Raincoats,
Dave Gahan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Colin Newman,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Alison Limerick,
Yazoo,
Alton Ellis,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Zeros,
Monolake,
Rites of Spring,
The Selecter,
The Moody Blues,
Barrington Levy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jacob Miller,
Sam Rivers,
Mars,
Ultravox,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tubeway Army,
The Music Machine,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pharoah Sanders,
Aaron Thompson,
Joey Negro,
Bill Near,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marmalade,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eli Mardock,
Spoonie Gee,
Letta Mbulu,
Oblivians,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sarah Menescal,
The Toasters,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Real Kids,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Gladiators,
The Young Rascals,
Little Man,
The Vogues,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Agent Orange,
The Happenings,
Frankie Knuckles,
Camberwell Now,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.