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 Costa Rica and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Unrelated Segments to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
Jerry's Kids,
Sister Nancy,
the Swans,
Joyce Sims,
Ossler,
Swell Maps,
Kevin Saunderson,
Anthony Braxton,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Siglo XX,
Metal Thangz,
Crooked Eye,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Panda Bear,
The Gap Band,
Japan,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Index,
Severed Heads,
T.S.O.L.,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Dark Day,
Connie Case,
The Doobie Brothers,
Carl Craig,
Half Japanese,
Amon Düül,
Stiv Bators,
The Velvet Underground,
Aloha Tigers,
Peter and Kerry,
The Zeros,
Essential Logic,
The Moody Blues,
Althea and Donna,
The Slits,
Erasure,
Skarface,
CMW,
Crash Course in Science,
Con Funk Shun,
Tim Buckley,
The Stooges,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Magma,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
David Bowie,
Juan Atkins,
Angry Samoans,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jimmy McGriff,
MDC,
Matthew Bourne,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gastr Del Sol,
Charles Mingus,
Babytalk,
Eddi Front,
Q and Not U,
Porter Ricks,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.