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 Sri Lanka and from Salvador.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the marimba 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 Barbara Tucker 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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
The New Christs,
The Techniques,
Danielle Patucci,
Babytalk,
The Martian,
DJ Style,
Alison Limerick,
New Age Steppers,
Flipper,
Minor Threat,
Q65,
The Fuzztones,
Alton Ellis,
Black Sheep,
Girls At Our Best!,
Barry Ungar,
Parry Music,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Loose Ends,
The Move,
Sonic Youth,
The Human League,
Steve Hackett,
The Red Krayola,
The Barracudas,
the Fania All-Stars,
Deakin,
Porter Ricks,
Rotary Connection,
Nik Kershaw,
Dark Day,
Johnny Osbourne,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Cameo,
Theoretical Girls,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marshall Jefferson,
Das Ding,
10cc,
Flash Fearless,
the Bar-Kays,
Black Pus,
Tomorrow,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sight & Sound,
Tubeway Army,
Rufus Thomas,
Eurythmics,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eddi Front,
Judy Mowatt,
Joe Finger,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Cramps,
Severed Heads,
The Remains,
The Pop Group,
Section 25,
Model 500,
Mantronix,
ABBA,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.