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 Antigua and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 oboe 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 Gap Band to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Charles Mingus. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Thompson Twins,
Lee Hazlewood,
Intrusion,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sight & Sound,
Byron Stingily,
Gang Starr,
Andrew Hill,
Qualms,
Mad Mike,
Organ,
Popol Vuh,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Patti Smith,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Drexciya,
Delon & Dalcan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Accadde A,
Scratch Acid,
Negative Approach,
Los Fastidios,
Zapp,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Y Pants,
Dual Sessions,
Boz Scaggs,
Babytalk,
Fear,
Wings,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Guru Guru,
Royal Trux,
Camberwell Now,
One Last Wish,
Skriet,
Dawn Penn,
The Human League,
The Misunderstood,
Black Flag,
Subhumans,
Dave Gahan,
Shoche,
Bobby Sherman,
The Birthday Party,
Crooked Eye,
Iggy Pop,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kaleidoscope,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lindisfarne,
Darondo,
Sister Nancy,
Harmonia,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Gun Club,
Blake Baxter,
The Gladiators,
Mo-Dettes,
Terrestrial Tones,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.