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 Syria and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Monochrome Set to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club 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?
Barbara Tucker,
Delon & Dalcan,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Franke,
Bobby Womack,
Funkadelic,
Motorama,
10cc,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Vogues,
The Mummies,
Gerry Rafferty,
Todd Terry,
Masters at Work,
Rakim,
Fat Boys,
Rhythm & Sound,
Marcia Griffiths,
Agent Orange,
Chris & Cosey,
Wasted Youth,
The Happenings,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Eve St. Jones,
Thompson Twins,
Minutemen,
The Fall,
Technova,
Girls At Our Best!,
Aaron Thompson,
Dawn Penn,
Sparks,
AZ,
Mo-Dettes,
Model 500,
The Standells,
DJ Sneak,
Unwound,
Nirvana,
Mandrill,
Dave Gahan,
The Birthday Party,
The Pretty Things,
Duran Duran,
Outsiders,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Intrusion,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Subhumans,
Schoolly D,
The Music Machine,
Severed Heads,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Skriet,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Move,
Vladislav Delay,
Pet Shop Boys,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.