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 Portugal and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Marvin Gaye to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Goldenarms,
Trumans Water,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Mummies,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scan 7,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Terry Callier,
Eurythmics,
Desert Stars,
Surgeon,
Andrew Hill,
Pere Ubu,
Harmonia,
Jawbox,
Technova,
Lungfish,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Star Department,
H. Thieme,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Beau Brummels,
Jesper Dahlback,
Electric Prunes,
Essential Logic,
DNA,
Talk Talk,
Alison Limerick,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Standells,
Massinfluence,
The Happenings,
Nick Fraelich,
Bobby Byrd,
Vainqueur,
The Monochrome Set,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Siglo XX,
ABC,
Black Bananas,
Inner City,
The Gun Club,
Godley & Creme,
Pulsallama,
The Golliwogs,
the Normal,
Funky Four + One,
Sparks,
June Days,
EPMD,
Lakeside,
Joe Smooth,
The Modern Lovers,
The Doors,
Mary Jane Girls,
Archie Shepp,
Fat Boys,
The Young Rascals,
Boredoms,
Absolute Body Control,
The Residents,
a-ha,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.