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 Norway and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 synthesizer 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 Dave Gahan to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All The American Breed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T. Rex 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Fad Gadget,
Aswad,
Joy Division,
One Last Wish,
Isaac Hayes,
The Fall,
Ralphi Rosario,
Thompson Twins,
Television,
Spandau Ballet,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
In Retrospect,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Human League,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pierre Henry,
Harmonia,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Public Enemy,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Royal Trux,
Rekid,
The Fugs,
The Stooges,
Althea and Donna,
Brass Construction,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pere Ubu,
The Barracudas,
Hasil Adkins,
Talk Talk,
Reagan Youth,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kayak,
Gil Scott Heron,
Whodini,
Lightning Bolt,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sound Behaviour,
Donald Byrd,
Tomorrow,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Sonics,
Youth Brigade,
Quadrant,
EPMD,
Roxy Music,
The Kinks,
Anakelly,
Basic Channel,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Gladiators,
E-Dancer,
Crash Course in Science,
Barry Ungar,
ABBA,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.