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 Gabon and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the theremin 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 Tres Demented to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya 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 snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
The Vogues,
The Dead C,
Zero Boys,
Mark Hollis,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Fuzztones,
Tommy Roe,
Sällskapet,
Dorothy Ashby,
Flash Fearless,
Supertramp,
One Last Wish,
Bad Manners,
Wasted Youth,
The Star Department,
Johnny Clarke,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
ABBA,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Model 500,
Dave Gahan,
Circle Jerks,
Motorama,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Funky Four + One,
Minor Threat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Darondo,
The Birthday Party,
Young Marble Giants,
The Invisible,
New York Dolls,
Glambeats Corp.,
Cecil Taylor,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Associates,
The Pop Group,
The Residents,
Sixth Finger,
Jeff Mills,
The Cramps,
Japan,
The Seeds,
Scion,
Chris Corsano,
The Human League,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pet Shop Boys,
Alison Limerick,
New Order,
Max Romeo,
Spoonie Gee,
Nation of Ulysses,
Judy Mowatt,
Symarip,
Ossler,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.