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 Peru and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the techno 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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Clear Light,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Quantec,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lower 48,
Shuggie Otis,
Accadde A,
Excepter,
Minny Pops,
The Evens,
Skriet,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Junior Murvin,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Con Funk Shun,
Young Marble Giants,
Pantaleimon,
Jesper Dahlback,
Can,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pet Shop Boys,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Deepchord,
Oblivians,
The Alarm Clocks,
Max Romeo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mars,
Aural Exciters,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
DJ Sneak,
Cameo,
Mark Hollis,
Peter and Kerry,
The Moody Blues,
China Crisis,
Pylon,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gichy Dan,
Silicon Teens,
Grauzone,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Move,
Thee Headcoats,
kango's stein massive,
The Trojans,
The Pretty Things,
Erykah Badu,
Ice-T,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Minutemen,
Fad Gadget,
Audionom,
Cymande,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Selecter,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
This Heat,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.