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 Lesotho and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the dance 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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scratch Acid,
Soft Cell,
The Fire Engines,
The Electric Prunes,
Lakeside,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Neon Judgement,
The J.B.'s,
Supertramp,
Don Cherry,
Ituana,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Moleskins,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lee Hazlewood,
L. Decosne,
Cameo,
The Pretty Things,
Danielle Patucci,
Toni Rubio,
Stiv Bators,
The Raincoats,
Black Sheep,
DNA,
Eric Copeland,
Boredoms,
Whodini,
Black Bananas,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Guru Guru,
Marine Girls,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
the Bar-Kays,
10cc,
X-102,
Robert Hood,
Panda Bear,
Excepter,
Index,
Television Personalities,
Judy Mowatt,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Skarface,
Al Stewart,
The Associates,
Ten City,
Zero Boys,
Steve Hackett,
Prince Buster,
Mary Jane Girls,
Smog,
The Monochrome Set,
Aswad,
Malaria!,
The Cure,
The Techniques,
John Coltrane,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.