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 Malta and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Detroit Cobras to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Subhumans,
Gregory Isaacs,
One Last Wish,
The Wake,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
A Certain Ratio,
The Angels of Light,
Agitation Free,
Nas,
X-Ray Spex,
AZ,
Das Ding,
Hashim,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kurtis Blow,
Yazoo,
Alice Coltrane,
Nick Fraelich,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Matthew Bourne,
The Shadows of Knight,
Shoche,
X-101,
Lightning Bolt,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Gories,
New Order,
The Neon Judgement,
Henry Cow,
Pere Ubu,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joy Division,
Stiv Bators,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Liliput,
Scrapy,
Bush Tetras,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Japan,
Blancmange,
Trumans Water,
June Days,
Roxy Music,
Robert Hood,
Icehouse,
Monks,
Lucky Dragons,
The Standells,
The Fortunes,
Guru Guru,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wire,
The Walker Brothers,
Groovy Waters,
Kerri Chandler,
Howard Jones,
Steve Hackett,
The Young Rascals,
Brick, Brick, Brick, Brick.
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.