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 Morocco and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Beijing.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The New Christs to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Blackbyrds. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Gang of Four,
Alphaville,
Eddi Front,
The Pop Group,
The Star Department,
Howard Jones,
Gang Starr,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Harmonia,
Amazonics,
Cybotron,
Eden Ahbez,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Essential Logic,
The Invisible,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Durutti Column,
Erasure,
Radio Birdman,
Subhumans,
Jeff Mills,
The Victims,
Lalann,
Reuben Wilson,
Negative Approach,
Tubeway Army,
Nils Olav,
Arcadia,
Zapp,
Pantaleimon,
Chris & Cosey,
Ultravox,
Index,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Swans,
Eric Dolphy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Yusef Lateef,
Henry Cow,
Joy Division,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Cramps,
Make Up,
Fat Boys,
Y Pants,
cv313,
Pylon,
The Flesh Eaters,
Toni Rubio,
Prince Buster,
Bush Tetras,
Patti Smith,
Glenn Branca,
Joe Finger,
Tropical Tobacco,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Hoover,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.