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 Kenya and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the rock 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Lebanon Hanover,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Cramps,
Eric B and Rakim,
Vladislav Delay,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Mummies,
Hasil Adkins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Brick,
Camouflage,
Talk Talk,
Public Enemy,
The Monks,
Soul II Soul,
The Gladiators,
Shoche,
June Days,
Terry Callier,
Sugar Minott,
Panda Bear,
Eric Dolphy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Black Flag,
The Monochrome Set,
Q and Not U,
One Last Wish,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ituana,
Susan Cadogan,
Nico,
Sarah Menescal,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pagans,
the Normal,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Thompson Twins,
The Velvet Underground,
Byron Stingily,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Godley & Creme,
Qualms,
This Heat,
Swell Maps,
The Knickerbockers,
Royal Trux,
Boredoms,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lalann,
The Red Krayola,
Porter Ricks,
Amon Düül II,
X-101,
Fela Kuti,
The Zeros,
The Fall,
Warsaw,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.