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 Czech Republic and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 Manchester and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the organ 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 Delon & Dalcan to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 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 synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jawbox,
Leonard Cohen,
Intrusion,
Erasure,
Yaz,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Minny Pops,
Thompson Twins,
Patti Smith,
Alton Ellis,
Gong,
John Coltrane,
Infiniti,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bill Near,
Qualms,
Siglo XX,
Fad Gadget,
Livin' Joy,
Aaron Thompson,
Kenny Larkin,
Isaac Hayes,
Parry Music,
Rekid,
Moss Icon,
T.S.O.L.,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lakeside,
Trumans Water,
Fatback Band,
The Smiths,
Skriet,
The Saints,
Delon & Dalcan,
Can,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Neon Judgement,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rosa Yemen,
Au Pairs,
Guru Guru,
Rod Modell,
E-Dancer,
Radiohead,
June of 44,
Angry Samoans,
The Slackers,
The Monks,
Goldenarms,
Al Stewart,
Public Image Ltd.,
the Soft Cell,
Mission of Burma,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Marmalade,
Roxette,
The Doors,
John Cale,
Rites of Spring,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.