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 Ecuador and from Lyon.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 crunk 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 Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an arpeggiator and a theremin 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 synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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 Pop Group,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lalo Schifrin,
Eddi Front,
Public Image Ltd.,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Agitation Free,
Delon & Dalcan,
Johnny Clarke,
Sun Ra,
Model 500,
Nas,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rhythm & Sound,
Scan 7,
Marine Girls,
Gong,
The Move,
Marc Almond,
Sixth Finger,
Suicide,
Echospace,
Brothers Johnson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sight & Sound,
Bang On A Can,
Audionom,
Deakin,
Bill Wells,
The Real Kids,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Camouflage,
Sarah Menescal,
Thompson Twins,
New Age Steppers,
Funkadelic,
Maurizio,
T.S.O.L.,
Von Mondo,
Letta Mbulu,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Girls At Our Best!,
Josef K,
The United States of America,
Arthur Verocai,
Radiohead,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Selecter,
Bobby Byrd,
James White and The Blacks,
JFA,
X-101,
Radiopuhelimet,
Todd Rundgren,
Qualms,
Black Moon,
Dorothy Ashby,
Moby Grape,
F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald.
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.