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 Tunisia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Radiohead to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
Flipper,
the Human League,
In Retrospect,
Fear,
Livin' Joy,
Blake Baxter,
Wings,
Carl Craig,
Young Marble Giants,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
48th St. Collective,
Eric Dolphy,
Rod Modell,
Rhythm & Sound,
Robert Görl,
Boz Scaggs,
Idris Muhammad,
The Motions,
The Fire Engines,
Minor Threat,
Gichy Dan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sister Nancy,
Eden Ahbez,
The Cowsills,
Royal Trux,
Alice Coltrane,
Section 25,
Chris & Cosey,
Severed Heads,
The Wake,
Bill Wells,
Fatback Band,
Newcleus,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Alphaville,
The Golliwogs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Steve Hackett,
Black Sheep,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Moby Grape,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Soul II Soul,
R.M.O.,
Arab on Radar,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Godley & Creme,
Max Romeo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Mummies,
Iggy Pop,
Inner City,
Derrick May,
Graham Central Station,
Unrelated Segments,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.