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 Liberia and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
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 Pet Shop Boys to the dance 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 The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Toni Rubio,
Derrick Morgan,
Adolescents,
Can,
Organ,
Mandrill,
The Slackers,
Sonic Youth,
Sällskapet,
Make Up,
Das Ding,
Rhythm & Sound,
Carl Craig,
Big Daddy Kane,
ABBA,
Godley & Creme,
The Associates,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Letta Mbulu,
Dual Sessions,
Spoonie Gee,
H. Thieme,
the Normal,
Isaac Hayes,
The Tremeloes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Silicon Teens,
Gang Starr,
Pylon,
Crash Course in Science,
Theoretical Girls,
Howard Jones,
The Standells,
the Sonics,
ABC,
Barbara Tucker,
Gregory Isaacs,
Zero Boys,
KRS-One,
Kayak,
Neil Young,
Cybotron,
the Fania All-Stars,
Dead Boys,
Harmonia,
The Monks,
T.S.O.L.,
Schoolly D,
Audionom,
The Durutti Column,
Depeche Mode,
Pole,
Nils Olav,
kango's stein massive,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Golliwogs,
Flash Fearless,
Marvin Gaye,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Supertramp,
Wolf Eyes,
Glenn Branca,
Dave Gahan,
The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola.
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.