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 Egypt and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Faust to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Throbbing Gristle. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Intrusion,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Robert Hood,
Q65,
Johnny Clarke,
Wolf Eyes,
Monks,
John Foxx,
The Barracudas,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Mummies,
James White and The Blacks,
Q and Not U,
Black Pus,
Qualms,
Electric Prunes,
Howard Jones,
Nik Kershaw,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Steve Hackett,
Eric Dolphy,
Niagra,
Crime,
the Swans,
Supertramp,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Fuzztones,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ken Boothe,
Fad Gadget,
The Searchers,
Scratch Acid,
Silicon Teens,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jimmy McGriff,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bobby Byrd,
Reagan Youth,
Pere Ubu,
Blake Baxter,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Vainqueur,
The Electric Prunes,
The Litter,
the Sonics,
The Kinks,
OOIOO,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Leonard Cohen,
The Fall,
Lalo Schifrin,
World's Most,
Crash Course in Science,
Aural Exciters,
Alphaville,
Wings,
Freddie Wadling,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.