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 Oman and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 David Axelrod to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Young Rascals,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Red Krayola,
Shuggie Otis,
The Shadows of Knight,
Unrelated Segments,
Alison Limerick,
Brand Nubian,
Man Parrish,
D'Angelo,
Faraquet,
Frankie Knuckles,
Barclay James Harvest,
Archie Shepp,
The Move,
Roger Hodgson,
Spandau Ballet,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Barry Ungar,
EPMD,
Sugar Minott,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Stetsasonic,
The Buckinghams,
Chris & Cosey,
Rites of Spring,
Wolf Eyes,
Liliput,
Sister Nancy,
X-Ray Spex,
Ultravox,
Quadrant,
Marshall Jefferson,
Q and Not U,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
F. McDonald,
Crispy Ambulance,
Motorama,
Ronnie Foster,
Fear,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Cheater Slicks,
Drexciya,
Aaron Thompson,
10cc,
Connie Case,
Alphaville,
Mr. Review,
Boz Scaggs,
Johnny Osbourne,
a-ha,
Radiohead,
T.S.O.L.,
Reagan Youth,
the Normal,
Kenny Larkin,
Stockholm Monsters,
Icehouse,
LL Cool J,
Black Pus,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.