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 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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 oboe 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 Don Cherry to the jazz 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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eve St. Jones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Beau Brummels,
The Angels of Light,
Ultravox,
Tubeway Army,
Country Teasers,
Arab on Radar,
Half Japanese,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jerry's Kids,
Oneida,
Sandy B,
Brick,
Roxette,
DJ Style,
The Pop Group,
Mandrill,
Crime,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Motorama,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Rosa Yemen,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Busters,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Trumans Water,
Joe Smooth,
Max Romeo,
Ludus,
Soft Cell,
Saccharine Trust,
Janne Schatter,
the Soft Cell,
Tom Boy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bronski Beat,
Lou Reed,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eli Mardock,
Agitation Free,
Lou Christie,
Suburban Knight,
The Black Dice,
Dawn Penn,
Grey Daturas,
Terry Callier,
The Golliwogs,
Sam Rivers,
Mo-Dettes,
Black Moon,
Robert Wyatt,
Wings,
Rufus Thomas,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Organ,
The Residents,
Liliput,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.