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 London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dead Boys to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
UT,
Reagan Youth,
The Knickerbockers,
Monks,
Tres Demented,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pantaleimon,
Sällskapet,
Bobby Womack,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Al Stewart,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Busters,
Average White Band,
Thee Headcoats,
Ornette Coleman,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Massinfluence,
Ludus,
Charles Mingus,
Patti Smith,
Gang of Four,
Slave,
Duran Duran,
Soulsonic Force,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Beau Brummels,
Grey Daturas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Little Man,
These Immortal Souls,
The Monochrome Set,
Altered Images,
Roxy Music,
Schoolly D,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Move,
Banda Bassotti,
Gabor Szabo,
David Axelrod,
Deadbeat,
Silicon Teens,
Sarah Menescal,
Gil Scott Heron,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Angry Samoans,
Swell Maps,
Neu!,
Avey Tare,
Jerry's Kids,
Dave Gahan,
Chrome,
Von Mondo,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.