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 Afghanistan and from Columbus.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Minnie Riperton 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Hoover,
Underground Resistance,
Inner City,
Urselle,
Alphaville,
Basic Channel,
Matthew Bourne,
The Doors,
Joe Finger,
The Angels of Light,
The Blues Magoos,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Skaos,
the Association,
Ten City,
The Motions,
Bootsy Collins,
E-Dancer,
Fatback Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nick Fraelich,
Donald Byrd,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Grey Daturas,
Lou Christie,
La Düsseldorf,
Sällskapet,
Minor Threat,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Minutemen,
Japan,
Tom Boy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
CMW,
Rhythm & Sound,
This Heat,
Electric Prunes,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Zero Boys,
The Saints,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Grandmaster Flash,
Echospace,
The Seeds,
Trumans Water,
The Stooges,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Yusef Lateef,
The Trojans,
The Star Department,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Blackbyrds,
H. Thieme,
Roxy Music,
Visage,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.