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 Macedonia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 ABC to the grime 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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Alarm Clocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
The Fall,
ABBA,
10cc,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ronan,
The Associates,
Severed Heads,
Pylon,
Japan,
Girls At Our Best!,
U.S. Maple,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Slackers,
the Swans,
Kayak,
Q and Not U,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marc Almond,
The Blues Magoos,
The Sisters of Mercy,
James White and The Blacks,
Au Pairs,
Lou Christie,
Animal Collective,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Avey Tare,
the Slits,
Negative Approach,
Pagans,
Nils Olav,
Niagra,
The Litter,
Kerri Chandler,
The Velvet Underground,
Rekid,
World's Most,
Monolake,
Main Source,
Faraquet,
Qualms,
Crispy Ambulance,
Supertramp,
Amazonics,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Steve Hackett,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Germs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Symarip,
Lyres,
Yaz,
The Mojo Men,
Erykah Badu,
Vainqueur,
The Electric Prunes,
Nico,
Deepchord,
Faust,
The Busters,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.