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 Guatemala and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Piero Umiliani to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 U.S. Maple. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dirtbombs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mo-Dettes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
These Immortal Souls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Groovy Waters,
LL Cool J,
Bill Near,
Bang On A Can,
David Bowie,
Laurel Aitken,
Reuben Wilson,
Jawbox,
The Techniques,
The Cure,
The Five Americans,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Blues Magoos,
Josef K,
Drive Like Jehu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Skaos,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sister Nancy,
AZ,
Al Stewart,
Motorama,
the Germs,
Lalo Schifrin,
10cc,
Lalann,
Bootsy Collins,
Minor Threat,
Magma,
Cheater Slicks,
Bobby Byrd,
Index,
Girls At Our Best!,
Mr. Review,
Pierre Henry,
Suburban Knight,
Monolake,
The Names,
The American Breed,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Soul II Soul,
Drexciya,
Model 500,
Electric Prunes,
The Index,
Peter & Gordon,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Moody Blues,
Outsiders,
the Swans,
Spoonie Gee,
F. McDonald,
Bad Manners,
Johnny Osbourne,
Stockholm Monsters,
Harmonia,
Tears for Fears,
Bronski Beat,
Audionom,
Marc Almond,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.