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 Slovenia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 Tehran and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 mellotron 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 Dave Gahan to the rock 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 The Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
Saccharine Trust,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Johnny Clarke,
Silicon Teens,
Rosa Yemen,
Circle Jerks,
Matthew Bourne,
Sexual Harrassment,
Radio Birdman,
Smog,
Delta 5,
Reuben Wilson,
Ronan,
Goldenarms,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Half Japanese,
Soul Sonic Force,
Underground Resistance,
Dark Day,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bizarre Inc.,
Camouflage,
Sarah Menescal,
The Grass Roots,
Technova,
Barclay James Harvest,
These Immortal Souls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Cowsills,
Lightning Bolt,
Boredoms,
The United States of America,
the Slits,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pere Ubu,
Fat Boys,
Rites of Spring,
Tomorrow,
Erykah Badu,
Toni Rubio,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Eli Mardock,
Absolute Body Control,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Red Krayola,
X-101,
Bush Tetras,
Jerry's Kids,
Colin Newman,
Scientists,
Echospace,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Detroit Cobras,
Crispy Ambulance,
Marvin Gaye,
Johnny Osbourne,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Roxy Music,
Dennis Brown,
Barrington Levy,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.