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 Peru and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Flash Fearless to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bill Wells,
Japan,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gabor Szabo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Visage,
Television Personalities,
Bad Manners,
Patti Smith,
Al Stewart,
Godley & Creme,
Marc Almond,
A Certain Ratio,
Cameo,
Sun City Girls,
Nirvana,
Aswad,
Heaven 17,
Pantaleimon,
Eric Copeland,
Mr. Review,
Lalann,
The Busters,
The Kinks,
Camouflage,
The Toasters,
Minutemen,
Amazonics,
Blossom Toes,
Public Enemy,
the Slits,
Pierre Henry,
Camberwell Now,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bronski Beat,
John Foxx,
The Wake,
Dual Sessions,
Roxy Music,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Golliwogs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sight & Sound,
Chris & Cosey,
Ultimate Spinach,
Slave,
Jimmy McGriff,
Roxette,
Banda Bassotti,
Animal Collective,
Pylon,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lou Reed,
E-Dancer,
Average White Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.