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 Belgium and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Slits to the dance 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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Zero Boys,
X-Ray Spex,
Rites of Spring,
One Last Wish,
Bobby Sherman,
The Standells,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jeff Mills,
The Neon Judgement,
Archie Shepp,
Fugazi,
Colin Newman,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Young Marble Giants,
Sixth Finger,
Roy Ayers,
Junior Murvin,
Harpers Bizarre,
Stiv Bators,
Das Ding,
Funky Four + One,
The Raincoats,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
PIL,
Loose Ends,
Rufus Thomas,
Franke,
Ken Boothe,
Flash Fearless,
Josef K,
Althea and Donna,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ossler,
Barbara Tucker,
Deadbeat,
Gabor Szabo,
Kurtis Blow,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pantaleimon,
Roxy Music,
Soft Cell,
Mr. Review,
Tropical Tobacco,
MDC,
Soul II Soul,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eve St. Jones,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Donny Hathaway,
LL Cool J,
The Birthday Party,
Agent Orange,
Jimmy McGriff,
Altered Images,
The Toasters,
AZ,
Q65,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.