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 Vietnam and from Sao Paulo.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manila.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Kas Product to the jazz 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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Dave Gahan,
Wally Richardson,
Magazine,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Residents,
Gabor Szabo,
Kas Product,
The Electric Prunes,
Cluster,
The Move,
Faraquet,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fela Kuti,
Symarip,
Donald Byrd,
Warren Ellis,
Qualms,
Moss Icon,
U.S. Maple,
Yellowson,
Stetsasonic,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Archie Shepp,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Soulsonic Force,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Average White Band,
Black Moon,
The Smiths,
Slick Rick,
Judy Mowatt,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bobby Byrd,
Brothers Johnson,
the Soft Cell,
Scott Walker,
E-Dancer,
The Offenders,
Clear Light,
The Fortunes,
Roy Ayers,
T. Rex,
Con Funk Shun,
The Sonics,
The Red Krayola,
Niagra,
Guru Guru,
Icehouse,
The Buckinghams,
Leonard Cohen,
Ossler,
Tears for Fears,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tubeway Army,
Amazonics,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Television Personalities,
Lebanon Hanover,
Television,
Josef K,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.