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 Iceland and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Fat Boys to the rock 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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
The Gladiators,
Pantytec,
Dave Gahan,
Curtis Mayfield,
Peter and Kerry,
Reagan Youth,
The Count Five,
Patti Smith,
The Associates,
Sun City Girls,
The Kinks,
Aswad,
Fatback Band,
Nik Kershaw,
Dual Sessions,
Mandrill,
Half Japanese,
B.T. Express,
The Grass Roots,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Average White Band,
Kaleidoscope,
Bizarre Inc.,
Delon & Dalcan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Flamin' Groovies,
EPMD,
Radiopuhelimet,
Chris Corsano,
Joe Smooth,
the Association,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Roxette,
Q and Not U,
Camouflage,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Holt,
KRS-One,
E-Dancer,
Pussy Galore,
Glambeats Corp.,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rosa Yemen,
Model 500,
UT,
the Sonics,
Shuggie Otis,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Deakin,
Donny Hathaway,
Sugar Minott,
Bobbi Humphrey,
X-Ray Spex,
Jeff Mills,
Mark Hollis,
Godley & Creme,
John Lydon,
the Slits,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.