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 France and from Shanghai.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 arpeggiator 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 The Neon Judgement to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Dark Day,
The Tremeloes,
Jawbox,
Urselle,
World's Most,
JFA,
David Axelrod,
Nas,
Theoretical Girls,
Maurizio,
James White and The Blacks,
The Beau Brummels,
kango's stein massive,
Fatback Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sarah Menescal,
Robert Wyatt,
Goldenarms,
The Birthday Party,
Soul II Soul,
the Normal,
Tomorrow,
Banda Bassotti,
T.S.O.L.,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Associates,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Howard Jones,
Bill Wells,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Avey Tare,
Wally Richardson,
A Certain Ratio,
Au Pairs,
Swans,
Mantronix,
The Modern Lovers,
Wolf Eyes,
Bobby Sherman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
OOIOO,
a-ha,
Rosa Yemen,
Supertramp,
Max Romeo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Vladislav Delay,
Gang Green,
Make Up,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Altered Images,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ponytail,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Suburban Knight,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cal Tjader,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Roger Hodgson,
Panda Bear,
Das Ding,
Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!.
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.