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 Philippines and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 oboe 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 Ultravox to the grime 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 Cure. All the underground hits.
All Crispian St. Peters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
Brass Construction,
Kayak,
The Count Five,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Young Rascals,
Albert Ayler,
The Evens,
Peter & Gordon,
Negative Approach,
Amon Düül II,
CMW,
Japan,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Gories,
Flash Fearless,
Sound Behaviour,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Music Machine,
Underground Resistance,
Ituana,
Monolake,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Knickerbockers,
LL Cool J,
Electric Prunes,
Ludus,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ultravox,
Oneida,
Hasil Adkins,
Nick Fraelich,
Magma,
Warren Ellis,
In Retrospect,
The Golliwogs,
Blake Baxter,
Visage,
The Red Krayola,
Lindisfarne,
Glenn Branca,
Khruangbin,
Drexciya,
The Blackbyrds,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Blues Magoos,
World's Most,
Fluxion,
Icehouse,
The Durutti Column,
Bluetip,
Donny Hathaway,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Subhumans,
The Modern Lovers,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Doobie Brothers,
Deakin,
Blossom Toes,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.