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 Italy and from Lyon.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Oblivians to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Vogues. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eve St. Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
The Techniques,
Gang of Four,
The Flesh Eaters,
Chris Corsano,
Niagra,
Au Pairs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bronski Beat,
Visage,
The Misunderstood,
Procol Harum,
Tomorrow,
Rakim,
Bobby Sherman,
Albert Ayler,
Quadrant,
Excepter,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lindisfarne,
Cluster,
Tommy Roe,
Joensuu 1685,
The Fugs,
The Knickerbockers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fad Gadget,
Absolute Body Control,
Masters at Work,
Amon Düül,
Bootsy Collins,
The Standells,
Gang Green,
The Barracudas,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Desert Stars,
Aswad,
Crooked Eye,
The Martian,
Oneida,
Groovy Waters,
Icehouse,
Jeru the Damaja,
Nick Fraelich,
Scott Walker,
Gabor Szabo,
The American Breed,
The Move,
New Order,
Monolake,
Second Layer,
Boredoms,
Rekid,
The Neon Judgement,
Popol Vuh,
Technova,
Andrew Hill,
Depeche Mode,
Faraquet,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The New Christs,
Jerry's Kids,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.