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 Guinea and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Buzzcocks to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Rakim,
Inner City,
the Human League,
Make Up,
Barrington Levy,
John Coltrane,
The Stooges,
Eurythmics,
Michelle Simonal,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kayak,
Amon Düül,
Television,
The United States of America,
Scan 7,
X-Ray Spex,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Pretty Things,
Los Fastidios,
The New Christs,
Echospace,
UT,
This Heat,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pantytec,
Dave Gahan,
Monks,
Moby Grape,
Neil Young,
Shuggie Otis,
Amazonics,
Donny Hathaway,
Alphaville,
The Doobie Brothers,
ABC,
Lyres,
FM Einheit,
Ponytail,
Gichy Dan,
Sexual Harrassment,
Harpers Bizarre,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gang Green,
The Dead C,
Arcadia,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Joyce Sims,
Sarah Menescal,
Reagan Youth,
The Sound,
Don Cherry,
Little Man,
Sugar Minott,
MDC,
The Velvet Underground,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Durutti Column,
Isaac Hayes,
DJ Sneak,
Babytalk,
Albert Ayler,
Crispy Ambulance,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.