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 Solomon Islands and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Donald Fagen 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 DNA 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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Jacques Brel,
Alphaville,
Mars,
Eddi Front,
T.S.O.L.,
CMW,
The Motions,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Stockholm Monsters,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Scratch Acid,
Chris & Cosey,
The Zeros,
Severed Heads,
Jeff Mills,
Glenn Branca,
Derrick Morgan,
Flash Fearless,
Pierre Henry,
Alison Limerick,
Theoretical Girls,
Minutemen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Darondo,
Circle Jerks,
Moss Icon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
X-102,
China Crisis,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Gun Club,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Grass Roots,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bobby Sherman,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Mummies,
The Real Kids,
Howard Jones,
JFA,
Crash Course in Science,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Toasters,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Brick,
Thee Headcoats,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kayak,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Agent Orange,
Eve St. Jones,
Section 25,
Index,
Jesper Dahlback,
Au Pairs,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Happenings,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mission of Burma,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.