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 Grenada and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro 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 Magma to the rock 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 The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Fire Engines,
Jimmy McGriff,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Livin' Joy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Alphaville,
Jacques Brel,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Silicon Teens,
Los Fastidios,
Sister Nancy,
Ken Boothe,
Goldenarms,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mandrill,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Liliput,
Michelle Simonal,
The Human League,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Monks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Joe Finger,
The Barracudas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Skriet,
Ultimate Spinach,
Maleditus Sound,
The Remains,
The Raincoats,
Rod Modell,
Q65,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jeff Lynne,
Godley & Creme,
Zapp,
Alice Coltrane,
Joey Negro,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gichy Dan,
Todd Rundgren,
Severed Heads,
Unwound,
Can,
Absolute Body Control,
Deadbeat,
the Human League,
Agitation Free,
Pulsallama,
Tears for Fears,
Yusef Lateef,
The Standells,
Warren Ellis,
Stetsasonic,
The Music Machine,
Freddie Wadling,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.