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 Ghana and from Calgary.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Fear to the jazz 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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 clarinet and a sitar 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 chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Red Krayola,
Marmalade,
Fear,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Marcia Griffiths,
Heaven 17,
Faraquet,
Steve Hackett,
Hasil Adkins,
Marvin Gaye,
Pere Ubu,
Reuben Wilson,
The J.B.'s,
The Divine Comedy,
Blossom Toes,
Massinfluence,
China Crisis,
Magazine,
Nick Fraelich,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Blues Magoos,
Warren Ellis,
Junior Murvin,
Toni Rubio,
Black Moon,
Inner City,
Interpol,
Malaria!,
John Cale,
Index,
Talk Talk,
Boz Scaggs,
Flipper,
H. Thieme,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Sonics,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Charles Mingus,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Golliwogs,
Grey Daturas,
Alton Ellis,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Hashim,
Deakin,
Q and Not U,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Blackbyrds,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Gladiators,
Thompson Twins,
Magma,
This Heat,
Flamin' Groovies,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Outsiders,
Godley & Creme,
David Bowie,
The Misunderstood,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.