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 Angola and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 chamberlin 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 Dave Gahan to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Nik Kershaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Todd Rundgren,
The Mojo Men,
The Selecter,
Isaac Hayes,
Pere Ubu,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bang On A Can,
Derrick May,
Saccharine Trust,
Roy Ayers,
La Düsseldorf,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Big Daddy Kane,
Grauzone,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Birthday Party,
Fugazi,
Flash Fearless,
These Immortal Souls,
The Angels of Light,
The Young Rascals,
The Slackers,
Kas Product,
The Golliwogs,
CMW,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Fortunes,
Robert Hood,
Das Ding,
Niagra,
Johnny Clarke,
Easy Going,
New York Dolls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Faust,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Liliput,
Yellowson,
AZ,
Monolake,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Blossom Toes,
Hashim,
Wolf Eyes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Peter and Kerry,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lower 48,
Matthew Bourne,
B.T. Express,
The Wake,
Arab on Radar,
The Remains,
Con Funk Shun,
The Doors,
Sun Ra,
Roxette,
Lalann,
The Human League,
Anakelly,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.