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 South Africa and from Johannesburg.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the oboe 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 H. Thieme 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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Masters at Work,
Robert Hood,
Hasil Adkins,
Pulsallama,
David Axelrod,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rufus Thomas,
Aural Exciters,
Avey Tare,
Tears for Fears,
Deepchord,
Maleditus Sound,
Black Moon,
Arab on Radar,
The Leaves,
ABC,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fatback Band,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lyres,
The Count Five,
Wally Richardson,
Qualms,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The J.B.'s,
The Dave Clark Five,
Scan 7,
Eli Mardock,
The Sound,
Thee Headcoats,
Talk Talk,
Nas,
The Mummies,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Absolute Body Control,
Minor Threat,
Rites of Spring,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lightning Bolt,
Eddi Front,
The Smiths,
Liliput,
Gichy Dan,
Deadbeat,
Monolake,
Cheater Slicks,
The Trojans,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kurtis Blow,
David Bowie,
One Last Wish,
Kenny Larkin,
Slick Rick,
The Cramps,
Gang of Four,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.