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 Armenia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Black Pus to the rock 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Barbara Tucker,
JFA,
The Fall,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Yazoo,
Wolf Eyes,
Lindisfarne,
Technova,
the Bar-Kays,
Dennis Brown,
Blake Baxter,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kool Moe Dee,
Unwound,
the Germs,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bush Tetras,
Sight & Sound,
Todd Rundgren,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Misunderstood,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Youth Brigade,
Moss Icon,
The J.B.'s,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Durutti Column,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Invisible,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Wally Richardson,
Trumans Water,
June Days,
Intrusion,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gong,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
a-ha,
Jeff Mills,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Spandau Ballet,
the Fania All-Stars,
Icehouse,
Max Romeo,
The Divine Comedy,
Archie Shepp,
Rhythm & Sound,
Steve Hackett,
Q and Not U,
U.S. Maple,
Pantaleimon,
Brand Nubian,
Marc Almond,
The Saints,
Bootsy Collins,
Loose Ends,
Cheater Slicks,
Crime, Crime, Crime, Crime.
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.