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 Tonga and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Heaven 17 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 Sex Pistols. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Altered Images,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Doors,
Peter & Gordon,
Tommy Roe,
Silicon Teens,
June of 44,
Bob Dylan,
Sun Ra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Black Moon,
The Monochrome Set,
The Stooges,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Grauzone,
Sun City Girls,
The Walker Brothers,
Blake Baxter,
Outsiders,
Gong,
David Bowie,
Public Image Ltd.,
Boz Scaggs,
The Victims,
UT,
The Fall,
Fad Gadget,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Fania All-Stars,
Moebius,
Glambeats Corp.,
Piero Umiliani,
Scrapy,
In Retrospect,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Vogues,
10cc,
The Move,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Danielle Patucci,
Dead Boys,
Rod Modell,
The Electric Prunes,
Al Stewart,
Cybotron,
Magma,
Arcadia,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Joensuu 1685,
Erasure,
Saccharine Trust,
The Zeros,
Con Funk Shun,
Stockholm Monsters,
Second Layer,
Archie Shepp,
Loose Ends,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.