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 Nigeria and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Jakarta.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Pet Shop Boys to the rock 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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
Ice-T,
Sonny Sharrock,
Beasts of Bourbon,
New York Dolls,
Eurythmics,
Tim Buckley,
Jeff Mills,
The Count Five,
The Fortunes,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ken Boothe,
Depeche Mode,
The Human League,
The Durutti Column,
Minnie Riperton,
Hasil Adkins,
New Order,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lyres,
Scott Walker,
Motorama,
Model 500,
Alphaville,
Marine Girls,
Mars,
Minutemen,
Panda Bear,
Sixth Finger,
The Wake,
The J.B.'s,
Chrome,
X-Ray Spex,
Eric B and Rakim,
Patti Smith,
Bootsy Collins,
The Move,
Bill Wells,
The Misunderstood,
Tomorrow,
Japan,
cv313,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Piero Umiliani,
Lalann,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Massinfluence,
Kenny Larkin,
Robert Görl,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Aloha Tigers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Quando Quango,
EPMD,
Chris & Cosey,
Smog,
Colin Newman,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.