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 Switzerland and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and New York.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All Teenage Jesus and the Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Hoover,
Camberwell Now,
Flamin' Groovies,
Negative Approach,
Suicide,
Moby Grape,
The Searchers,
The Associates,
the Human League,
Sister Nancy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fad Gadget,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Aloha Tigers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Terrestrial Tones,
Banda Bassotti,
The New Christs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Amon Düül II,
Khruangbin,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mantronix,
Zapp,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Normal,
LL Cool J,
Gichy Dan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sandy B,
Johnny Clarke,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ohio Players,
Eric B and Rakim,
Danielle Patucci,
The Standells,
John Cale,
The American Breed,
Joyce Sims,
Bobby Byrd,
The Flesh Eaters,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lucky Dragons,
48th St. Collective,
Jacques Brel,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Angels of Light,
Livin' Joy,
Gong,
DJ Sneak,
Laurel Aitken,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Tears for Fears,
Clear Light,
Basic Channel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Doobie Brothers,
Joey Negro,
Arcadia,
Spoonie Gee,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.