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 Paraguay and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Metal Thangz to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba 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 spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
PIL,
Derrick May,
kango's stein massive,
Kas Product,
the Swans,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Pretty Things,
The Golliwogs,
Lucky Dragons,
Tres Demented,
Bobby Hutcherson,
David McCallum,
Yellowson,
The Electric Prunes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
James White and The Blacks,
Little Man,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Martian,
AZ,
Judy Mowatt,
The Move,
The Selecter,
Deepchord,
Blossom Toes,
Con Funk Shun,
The Fall,
The Black Dice,
Dawn Penn,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Avey Tare,
The Invisible,
Michelle Simonal,
Depeche Mode,
Harry Pussy,
Chris Corsano,
Soul II Soul,
Absolute Body Control,
The Cowsills,
Lou Reed,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Von Mondo,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Index,
The Busters,
The Slits,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Girls At Our Best!,
Zero Boys,
Juan Atkins,
Maleditus Sound,
Warsaw,
Altered Images,
Pylon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nik Kershaw,
Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.
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.