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 Estonia 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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Barrington Levy to the funk 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 Germs. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heaven 17,
Urselle,
Grey Daturas,
Wasted Youth,
The J.B.'s,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rotary Connection,
Nation of Ulysses,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Zeros,
Kaleidoscope,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Young Rascals,
The Vogues,
Whodini,
The Durutti Column,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Misunderstood,
DJ Style,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Victims,
Liliput,
The Smiths,
Eve St. Jones,
The Modern Lovers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Trojans,
Wally Richardson,
John Cale,
Neu!,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Moleskins,
Scion,
Country Teasers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lakeside,
D'Angelo,
Reuben Wilson,
Iggy Pop,
Banda Bassotti,
The Standells,
Lucky Dragons,
Underground Resistance,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sällskapet,
Mr. Review,
The Golliwogs,
Icehouse,
Alton Ellis,
Boz Scaggs,
PIL,
Roxy Music,
Groovy Waters,
Loose Ends,
Von Mondo,
Alphaville,
Aswad,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.