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 Israel and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 güiro 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 Groovy Waters to the electroclash 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 Camouflage. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Stiv Bators,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Loose Ends,
Lee Hazlewood,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Model 500,
Fatback Band,
New Order,
Swell Maps,
Marine Girls,
Mars,
Kool Moe Dee,
Anakelly,
Hashim,
10cc,
Glambeats Corp.,
Joe Smooth,
Pylon,
Fat Boys,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Warren Ellis,
Maleditus Sound,
Drexciya,
DNA,
Howard Jones,
The Beau Brummels,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
B.T. Express,
Bronski Beat,
cv313,
Thee Headcoats,
The Invisible,
Rosa Yemen,
Trumans Water,
Sarah Menescal,
Television,
Flamin' Groovies,
Colin Newman,
The Pretty Things,
Stetsasonic,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Birthday Party,
Roxy Music,
Pussy Galore,
The Cure,
Jeff Lynne,
Metal Thangz,
Wasted Youth,
Crime,
Tears for Fears,
Boredoms,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Severed Heads,
Bobby Womack,
Chris Corsano,
The Wake,
Yusef Lateef,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.