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 Iran and from Woodstock.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Echospace to the disco 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 Young Marble Giants. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Modern Lovers,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gang Gang Dance,
Black Sheep,
Gang of Four,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nation of Ulysses,
Byron Stingily,
Siglo XX,
The Durutti Column,
Roxette,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Scratch Acid,
Juan Atkins,
Rufus Thomas,
Henry Cow,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bizarre Inc.,
John Foxx,
Unrelated Segments,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
B.T. Express,
The Walker Brothers,
Lalann,
Colin Newman,
June Days,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Sonics,
Terry Callier,
Pylon,
Kas Product,
Rites of Spring,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sex Pistols,
Infiniti,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Star Department,
The Real Kids,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Banda Bassotti,
Isaac Hayes,
The Gories,
Maurizio,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Barracudas,
Hot Snakes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Organ,
Eddi Front,
Faraquet,
Chrome,
Main Source,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobby Womack,
The Knickerbockers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rakim,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.