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 Bolivia and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Edmonton.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the disco 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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Connie Case,
The Barracudas,
The Cramps,
Yusef Lateef,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Half Japanese,
Spandau Ballet,
New York Dolls,
Ohio Players,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Dave Clark Five,
Skaos,
UT,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sun Ra,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cameo,
China Crisis,
Sällskapet,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The United States of America,
Sonic Youth,
Sarah Menescal,
Television Personalities,
Au Pairs,
Erasure,
Angry Samoans,
Dual Sessions,
The Gladiators,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Grauzone,
Dave Gahan,
Terrestrial Tones,
Fugazi,
Althea and Donna,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Iggy Pop,
Urselle,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Excepter,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Real Kids,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ultra Naté,
Von Mondo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marvin Gaye,
Outsiders,
New Order,
Reuben Wilson,
Technova,
The Cowsills,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Stereo Dub,
Alison Limerick,
Flipper,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.