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 Norway and from Madrid.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Quando Quango to the grime 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Minny Pops,
Groovy Waters,
Kayak,
Connie Case,
Dark Day,
The Doors,
New Order,
Joyce Sims,
Joensuu 1685,
Piero Umiliani,
Lou Reed,
Arab on Radar,
Trumans Water,
The Knickerbockers,
Talk Talk,
Clear Light,
Lakeside,
Black Flag,
Chris & Cosey,
Junior Murvin,
Robert Hood,
Loose Ends,
The Fuzztones,
DJ Style,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Peter and Kerry,
Pussy Galore,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nas,
Royal Trux,
Kurtis Blow,
Pet Shop Boys,
Hoover,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Main Source,
Jerry's Kids,
Animal Collective,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Make Up,
The Residents,
Mandrill,
the Sonics,
Steve Hackett,
Fela Kuti,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bad Manners,
Soulsonic Force,
The Index,
The Fire Engines,
The Smoke,
T.S.O.L.,
The Blackbyrds,
Ken Boothe,
Blake Baxter,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.