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 Netherlands and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 arpeggiator 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 10cc to the grime 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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Ten City,
Matthew Bourne,
Circle Jerks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Model 500,
Technova,
Tom Boy,
H. Thieme,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ponytail,
Grey Daturas,
Moby Grape,
The Martian,
Darondo,
The Happenings,
Unrelated Segments,
Suburban Knight,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Oneida,
The Busters,
Reagan Youth,
The Index,
Alphaville,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kayak,
Popol Vuh,
Flipper,
Little Man,
Blake Baxter,
Sister Nancy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kenny Larkin,
Bauhaus,
the Slits,
Tropical Tobacco,
Mark Hollis,
Tim Buckley,
Make Up,
the Human League,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Robert Hood,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Dirtbombs,
Main Source,
Max Romeo,
The Electric Prunes,
Yazoo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gichy Dan,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Invisible,
Alton Ellis,
Hasil Adkins,
Frankie Knuckles,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Magma,
David Axelrod,
Minutemen,
Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama.
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.