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 Nigeria and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 Tubeway Army 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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Birthday Party record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
Gang Starr,
Brothers Johnson,
The Invisible,
John Coltrane,
Ten City,
Yusef Lateef,
The Star Department,
Aural Exciters,
Soul Sonic Force,
Al Stewart,
Hashim,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kas Product,
Dave Gahan,
Archie Shepp,
Chris & Cosey,
Robert Wyatt,
Kenny Larkin,
Yellowson,
Magma,
Kerrie Biddell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Radio Birdman,
The Gap Band,
Excepter,
Alphaville,
Kaleidoscope,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Remains,
JFA,
Brick,
Rites of Spring,
Michelle Simonal,
Robert Hood,
The Monochrome Set,
Surgeon,
The Trojans,
The Moody Blues,
The Mummies,
Lindisfarne,
Peter & Gordon,
Sandy B,
Siglo XX,
Dual Sessions,
The J.B.'s,
Ossler,
Gabor Szabo,
Peter and Kerry,
Wings,
Delta 5,
Toni Rubio,
ABC,
Porter Ricks,
Rod Modell,
Girls At Our Best!,
Qualms,
Guru Guru,
UT,
Pantaleimon,
Dorothy Ashby,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.