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 Slovakia and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 The United States of America to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Germs. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Gong,
Unwound,
T. Rex,
a-ha,
Todd Rundgren,
Index,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kevin Saunderson,
Reagan Youth,
Groovy Waters,
Magma,
La Düsseldorf,
Parry Music,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ultravox,
Organ,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Shadows of Knight,
Easy Going,
Godley & Creme,
The Invisible,
Neu!,
Radio Birdman,
Marvin Gaye,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Agent Orange,
Kayak,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Technova,
Albert Ayler,
David Axelrod,
Make Up,
Drive Like Jehu,
Andrew Hill,
Black Pus,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Black Moon,
Glenn Branca,
Au Pairs,
Lee Hazlewood,
Stiv Bators,
Scion,
Bill Near,
The Slits,
Young Marble Giants,
Jawbox,
Altered Images,
Whodini,
The Motions,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Chris & Cosey,
The Human League,
The Happenings,
June of 44,
Urselle,
Joyce Sims,
Scan 7,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.