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 El Salvador and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Niagra to the rock 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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
Harmonia,
Delta 5,
Al Stewart,
Ultimate Spinach,
Robert Hood,
Amon Düül II,
David McCallum,
Fat Boys,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rod Modell,
Tres Demented,
Negative Approach,
Skriet,
Bang On A Can,
Zero Boys,
Wire,
The Velvet Underground,
Lightning Bolt,
Fluxion,
Davy DMX,
Adolescents,
Kenny Larkin,
Parry Music,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Sonics,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sonic Youth,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Brothers Johnson,
Fad Gadget,
The Toasters,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fela Kuti,
Fear,
Depeche Mode,
Joensuu 1685,
New York Dolls,
Scrapy,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Surgeon,
Delon & Dalcan,
Duran Duran,
Kayak,
Skaos,
Roger Hodgson,
Silicon Teens,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Evens,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ossler,
World's Most,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Red Krayola,
Intrusion,
Technova,
Marmalade,
Pet Shop Boys,
Tears for Fears,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.