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 Armenia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Visage to the crunk 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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark 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?
Oblivians,
Khruangbin,
The Leaves,
Erykah Badu,
Mission of Burma,
Shoche,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Slick Rick,
Quadrant,
Lower 48,
Technova,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gerry Rafferty,
X-102,
The Grass Roots,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Scan 7,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
OOIOO,
Kas Product,
Tubeway Army,
Amazonics,
Flipper,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lee Hazlewood,
Yusef Lateef,
D'Angelo,
Lyres,
Parry Music,
Nico,
Dave Gahan,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Deadbeat,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Dirtbombs,
The Tremeloes,
Judy Mowatt,
Make Up,
Hashim,
Dark Day,
Lindisfarne,
The Sonics,
Deepchord,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Unwound,
kango's stein massive,
The Moody Blues,
Lebanon Hanover,
Brick,
Scrapy,
MC5,
Iggy Pop,
Anthony Braxton,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bobby Womack,
U.S. Maple,
Sandy B,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Skatalites,
Dawn Penn,
Nils Olav,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.