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 Vietnam and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Bizarre Inc. to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sandy B record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
James White and The Blacks,
Harmonia,
Lyres,
Radio Birdman,
The Misunderstood,
Ossler,
Eve St. Jones,
Curtis Mayfield,
Stereo Dub,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Reuben Wilson,
The Star Department,
The New Christs,
DJ Sneak,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Velvet Underground,
L. Decosne,
The Durutti Column,
Alison Limerick,
Roy Ayers,
The Gap Band,
Erykah Badu,
CMW,
Funkadelic,
Aural Exciters,
Brothers Johnson,
Erasure,
Bill Wells,
Yazoo,
Average White Band,
Swell Maps,
The Dead C,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jimmy McGriff,
Franke,
Kevin Saunderson,
David McCallum,
DNA,
X-101,
Fad Gadget,
Cymande,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ponytail,
Girls At Our Best!,
The American Breed,
Joyce Sims,
Judy Mowatt,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Arthur Verocai,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Deepchord,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eddi Front,
FM Einheit,
The Stooges,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ultravox,
The Modern Lovers,
Cal Tjader,
Scientists,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bobby Sherman,
Janne Schatter,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.