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 Armenia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 harpsichord 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 June of 44 to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
Faraquet,
Sun City Girls,
Sonny Sharrock,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Real Kids,
Thee Headcoats,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bill Near,
Mad Mike,
The Fugs,
The Last Poets,
X-Ray Spex,
Second Layer,
Matthew Bourne,
The Victims,
Minny Pops,
Pagans,
The Blues Magoos,
Yazoo,
Tom Boy,
Vainqueur,
Darondo,
Motorama,
Flipper,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Delon & Dalcan,
T.S.O.L.,
Brass Construction,
E-Dancer,
Bobby Sherman,
Lower 48,
Marshall Jefferson,
Howard Jones,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
David Bowie,
Laurel Aitken,
Fad Gadget,
the Bar-Kays,
Adolescents,
Black Flag,
The Raincoats,
R.M.O.,
Basic Channel,
Steve Hackett,
MDC,
Pierre Henry,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bill Wells,
Deakin,
cv313,
Talk Talk,
kango's stein massive,
Lou Christie,
Silicon Teens,
A Certain Ratio,
The Divine Comedy,
The Toasters,
Stiv Bators,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.