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 Montenegro and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin 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 Easy Going to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All F. McDonald tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glambeats Corp. 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mr. Review record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
R.M.O.,
Cymande,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Piero Umiliani,
Scrapy,
Guru Guru,
Magazine,
Glambeats Corp.,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nils Olav,
Sugar Minott,
The United States of America,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Throbbing Gristle,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Selecter,
Arthur Verocai,
The Associates,
The Happenings,
U.S. Maple,
Supertramp,
Charles Mingus,
Hasil Adkins,
E-Dancer,
Niagra,
Quantec,
Alphaville,
The Gap Band,
Max Romeo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fluxion,
Animal Collective,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rekid,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Buckinghams,
The Fall,
Lou Christie,
The Sound,
The Residents,
Nick Fraelich,
Black Sheep,
The Fugs,
Agitation Free,
Zapp,
the Fania All-Stars,
X-102,
The Doobie Brothers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Gories,
Agent Orange,
Sixth Finger,
Banda Bassotti,
Fat Boys,
The Mummies,
Royal Trux,
Outsiders,
Leonard Cohen,
Isaac Hayes,
Eric Dolphy,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.