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 Micronesia and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 E-Dancer 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 Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Newcleus,
T.S.O.L.,
The Gap Band,
Marc Almond,
Eli Mardock,
Subhumans,
Altered Images,
Cheater Slicks,
Lou Christie,
June Days,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Television,
the Soft Cell,
Wings,
MDC,
Iggy Pop,
Sound Behaviour,
Idris Muhammad,
Todd Rundgren,
Joe Smooth,
Joensuu 1685,
Pantytec,
Porter Ricks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Electric Prunes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Erasure,
June of 44,
The Move,
The Evens,
Kayak,
Desert Stars,
Donny Hathaway,
Johnny Clarke,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Popol Vuh,
Severed Heads,
Mantronix,
Young Marble Giants,
Smog,
Hashim,
Lou Reed,
The Five Americans,
Arcadia,
Magazine,
Terrestrial Tones,
Buzzcocks,
New Order,
Yusef Lateef,
The Monks,
Judy Mowatt,
Anthony Braxton,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Agent Orange,
Drexciya,
Bang On A Can,
Suburban Knight,
Silicon Teens,
China Crisis,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.