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 Malaysia and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 linndrum 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 Alphaville to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
Amazonics,
Jeff Lynne,
The Divine Comedy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sound Behaviour,
Yazoo,
the Human League,
R.M.O.,
Buzzcocks,
Patti Smith,
CMW,
K-Klass,
The Modern Lovers,
Bad Manners,
Q and Not U,
Bauhaus,
Carl Craig,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Zero Boys,
Main Source,
MDC,
Black Pus,
The Durutti Column,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pierre Henry,
Grey Daturas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mantronix,
Organ,
Lungfish,
the Soft Cell,
Alton Ellis,
Hashim,
Bobby Sherman,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rhythm & Sound,
Porter Ricks,
Jacques Brel,
Blancmange,
The Saints,
U.S. Maple,
Todd Terry,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jeru the Damaja,
Smog,
Flash Fearless,
The Human League,
Soulsonic Force,
the Association,
Babytalk,
Japan,
Motorama,
Todd Rundgren,
Mission of Burma,
The Index,
The Zeros,
Aloha Tigers,
Duran Duran,
Mr. Review,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Yaz, Yaz, Yaz, Yaz.
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.