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 Sierra Leone and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 guitar 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 Lalo Schifrin to the jazz 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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Graham Central Station record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Mission of Burma,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Golliwogs,
The Doors,
Young Marble Giants,
Scientists,
Moby Grape,
Blossom Toes,
Warren Ellis,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Porter Ricks,
Byron Stingily,
Barry Ungar,
Davy DMX,
Wire,
The Skatalites,
Rakim,
Yaz,
Bauhaus,
Rosa Yemen,
Chrome,
Masters at Work,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Fela Kuti,
Radiohead,
Scrapy,
Kerrie Biddell,
ABBA,
Silicon Teens,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Smog,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Litter,
Animal Collective,
Das Ding,
K-Klass,
JFA,
Cluster,
Sexual Harrassment,
MC5,
Liliput,
Average White Band,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
48th St. Collective,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Saccharine Trust,
Arthur Verocai,
Josef K,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gong,
Altered Images,
Pussy Galore,
Magazine,
Stereo Dub,
Amon Düül,
New York Dolls,
Soft Cell,
The Detroit Cobras,
Michelle Simonal,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.