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 Lithuania and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lagos.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 New Order to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Siouxsie and the Banshees. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mark Hollis,
Jesper Dahlback,
Maurizio,
The Red Krayola,
T.S.O.L.,
Alton Ellis,
Mandrill,
Chris & Cosey,
Terrestrial Tones,
Surgeon,
Bluetip,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Flesh Eaters,
Absolute Body Control,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Laurel Aitken,
Flamin' Groovies,
Main Source,
Grauzone,
Dawn Penn,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bobby Womack,
Wings,
Ten City,
The Pop Group,
The Smiths,
Glambeats Corp.,
Niagra,
Johnny Osbourne,
Thompson Twins,
The Beau Brummels,
The Mojo Men,
Whodini,
Soft Machine,
Junior Murvin,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Real Kids,
Half Japanese,
The Names,
Bill Near,
Magma,
JFA,
Rod Modell,
John Cale,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ultravox,
Radiopuhelimet,
Radiohead,
Nick Fraelich,
Neil Young,
The Gap Band,
The Associates,
48th St. Collective,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Drexciya,
Severed Heads,
Matthew Bourne,
Black Bananas,
X-101,
Unrelated Segments,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.