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 Korea South and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 guitar 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 Adolescents to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
Marvin Gaye,
the Germs,
The Black Dice,
Yusef Lateef,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
B.T. Express,
Eden Ahbez,
T.S.O.L.,
Dead Boys,
Technova,
Tears for Fears,
Ornette Coleman,
The Dead C,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sun City Girls,
Radiopuhelimet,
Smog,
Joyce Sims,
kango's stein massive,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jerry Gold Smith,
T. Rex,
Suicide,
Godley & Creme,
D'Angelo,
Leonard Cohen,
Can,
Al Stewart,
Television Personalities,
Fat Boys,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Fuzztones,
the Normal,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Derrick Morgan,
Delta 5,
Neil Young,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Crooked Eye,
Traffic Nightmare,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ohio Players,
Isaac Hayes,
Cameo,
Magma,
The Golliwogs,
Rosa Yemen,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
ABC,
The Buckinghams,
The Happenings,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Au Pairs,
Ludus,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.