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 Taiwan and from Calgary.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 PIL to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Normal. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blancmange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
Sly & The Family Stone,
David McCallum,
The Cramps,
Dead Boys,
Loose Ends,
DNA,
The Blues Magoos,
This Heat,
Faraquet,
Sonny Sharrock,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Essential Logic,
Bill Wells,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Flipper,
The Fall,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Agitation Free,
Easy Going,
Mandrill,
Excepter,
Clear Light,
Popol Vuh,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eli Mardock,
Bang On A Can,
Royal Trux,
Letta Mbulu,
UT,
Scan 7,
Youth Brigade,
Theoretical Girls,
Surgeon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Aaron Thompson,
Boz Scaggs,
The Angels of Light,
Thee Headcoats,
Zero Boys,
The United States of America,
Fatback Band,
The Buckinghams,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fluxion,
The Seeds,
Cheater Slicks,
Bush Tetras,
Black Pus,
Girls At Our Best!,
Monolake,
Freddie Wadling,
John Coltrane,
Heaven 17,
Donny Hathaway,
Mad Mike,
Fugazi,
Sun Ra,
The Monks,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.