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 Rwanda and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 One Last Wish 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 The Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Association record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb 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 Standells,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Massinfluence,
The Music Machine,
Rotary Connection,
cv313,
Buzzcocks,
David Axelrod,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Donald Byrd,
Essential Logic,
The J.B.'s,
Los Fastidios,
DNA,
Cheater Slicks,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Soft Cell,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
James White and The Blacks,
Pagans,
Marine Girls,
Procol Harum,
Mandrill,
Pulsallama,
Porter Ricks,
Alice Coltrane,
The Last Poets,
Reuben Wilson,
Sly & The Family Stone,
the Swans,
Alphaville,
Lakeside,
Joe Finger,
Max Romeo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Skriet,
Absolute Body Control,
Soul II Soul,
Scan 7,
Ultravox,
Dave Gahan,
Eli Mardock,
Nils Olav,
Pantytec,
ABBA,
Kurtis Blow,
Bootsy Collins,
Patti Smith,
Maurizio,
Spandau Ballet,
Faraquet,
Sister Nancy,
Yazoo,
Marc Almond,
These Immortal Souls,
Brick,
Theoretical Girls,
Young Marble Giants,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bobby Womack,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.