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 Ghana and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the 808 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 Flamin' Groovies to the jazz 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 The Smoke. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dead Boys 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kings Of Tomorrow,
10cc,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Brick,
Maurizio,
Supertramp,
Surgeon,
The Gap Band,
New Order,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Aaron Thompson,
Skarface,
Scratch Acid,
Symarip,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Deakin,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kas Product,
Angry Samoans,
Peter & Gordon,
Radiopuhelimet,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ponytail,
Erykah Badu,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Leonard Cohen,
Thompson Twins,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Schoolly D,
Black Bananas,
Pantaleimon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Tremeloes,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gang Gang Dance,
Wolf Eyes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Brass Construction,
La Düsseldorf,
Q and Not U,
Chris Corsano,
The Golliwogs,
John Cale,
Intrusion,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Fear,
Joe Finger,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Connie Case,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Fuzztones,
Pantytec,
The Martian,
Stereo Dub,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eli Mardock,
Neil Young,
Nik Kershaw,
Goldenarms,
Cheater Slicks,
Faust, Faust, Faust, Faust.
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.