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 Belgium and from Beijing.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Jeff Lynne to the jazz 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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All The Detroit Cobras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Drexciya,
Television Personalities,
Sister Nancy,
Graham Central Station,
Eurythmics,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ken Boothe,
Crooked Eye,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Raincoats,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Germs,
The Fall,
Model 500,
Ultravox,
Wally Richardson,
Tomorrow,
Cal Tjader,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Radio Birdman,
Eric Copeland,
Bobby Sherman,
Bill Near,
Tubeway Army,
Scan 7,
Roxette,
Stereo Dub,
Suicide,
Faust,
Cheater Slicks,
Sällskapet,
Wolf Eyes,
Swans,
Flamin' Groovies,
Scrapy,
The Stooges,
Visage,
8 Eyed Spy,
Scientists,
The Golliwogs,
The Durutti Column,
Stiv Bators,
The Martian,
The Litter,
The Grass Roots,
Barrington Levy,
FM Einheit,
Porter Ricks,
The Victims,
The J.B.'s,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Young Rascals,
Audionom,
Metal Thangz,
DNA,
Hasil Adkins,
Glambeats Corp.,
Radiopuhelimet,
Desert Stars,
Judy Mowatt,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.