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 Canada and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 The Gories to the rock 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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 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 Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pussy Galore,
Easy Going,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Television Personalities,
Visage,
Basic Channel,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Depeche Mode,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Joy Division,
The Misunderstood,
Suburban Knight,
The Motions,
Roger Hodgson,
The Gap Band,
The Young Rascals,
Rotary Connection,
Ossler,
Aaron Thompson,
T.S.O.L.,
Yaz,
Wasted Youth,
Camberwell Now,
Lou Christie,
Electric Prunes,
Youth Brigade,
Little Man,
Rosa Yemen,
FM Einheit,
Ornette Coleman,
Lower 48,
Ultravox,
a-ha,
Dave Gahan,
the Germs,
kango's stein massive,
Donny Hathaway,
Rod Modell,
Lou Reed,
Joe Smooth,
the Fania All-Stars,
Boredoms,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eve St. Jones,
Byron Stingily,
Eli Mardock,
Peter & Gordon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Boogie Down Productions,
Minutemen,
Audionom,
Bush Tetras,
Danielle Patucci,
8 Eyed Spy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang.
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.