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 Korea North and from Bologna.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Whodini to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s 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 Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
The Velvet Underground,
Albert Ayler,
John Cale,
Ronnie Foster,
The Mummies,
Bluetip,
The Durutti Column,
Metal Thangz,
Rekid,
Stereo Dub,
The Flesh Eaters,
Yusef Lateef,
Sonny Sharrock,
Todd Terry,
The Barracudas,
Masters at Work,
Roxette,
The Techniques,
Bronski Beat,
Nation of Ulysses,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Man Parrish,
Scion,
Radiohead,
Icehouse,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Index,
Ten City,
The Cure,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Popol Vuh,
Cabaret Voltaire,
DNA,
Suburban Knight,
Josef K,
The Fortunes,
Dave Gahan,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Wolf Eyes,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Golliwogs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Brothers Johnson,
Quadrant,
Jeff Mills,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Spoonie Gee,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Fania All-Stars,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Remains,
Minnie Riperton,
The Mojo Men,
Johnny Clarke,
Boredoms,
Liliput,
Von Mondo,
KRS-One,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell.
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.