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 Spain and from Manchester.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Massinfluence to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rapeman,
The Motions,
Bush Tetras,
Crispian St. Peters,
Public Enemy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
John Foxx,
Joe Finger,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Tomorrow,
Mark Hollis,
Brass Construction,
Rotary Connection,
Skaos,
Graham Central Station,
David McCallum,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Funkadelic,
Drexciya,
Ultimate Spinach,
Quando Quango,
Janne Schatter,
Bad Manners,
Wally Richardson,
Tres Demented,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Darondo,
Japan,
The Victims,
Roy Ayers,
Sonic Youth,
The Barracudas,
The Mojo Men,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Pop Group,
Sällskapet,
Marine Girls,
Intrusion,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kenny Larkin,
Procol Harum,
Delon & Dalcan,
Loose Ends,
The Residents,
Ponytail,
The Vogues,
The Trojans,
Bronski Beat,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gang of Four,
Y Pants,
Half Japanese,
Stockholm Monsters,
Morten Harket,
Radio Birdman,
Supertramp,
Jerry's Kids,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.