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 Peru and from Bremen.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin 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 Fire Engines to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
Joey Negro,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Max Romeo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Standells,
Scott Walker,
Cybotron,
Alison Limerick,
Eric Copeland,
Soft Cell,
The Associates,
Heaven 17,
Cymande,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Gap Band,
Massinfluence,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Walker Brothers,
Sixth Finger,
Alphaville,
The Real Kids,
Dave Gahan,
Brand Nubian,
Dark Day,
Deadbeat,
Symarip,
H. Thieme,
Gil Scott Heron,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Smoke,
Siglo XX,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Reuben Wilson,
Barry Ungar,
UT,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Minnie Riperton,
The Vogues,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sound Behaviour,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sam Rivers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
These Immortal Souls,
The Durutti Column,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Man Parrish,
The Human League,
Surgeon,
Jacob Miller,
Jimmy McGriff,
Crispy Ambulance,
B.T. Express,
Mars,
Q and Not U,
Black Pus,
Severed Heads,
Thompson Twins,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Normal,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.