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 Latvia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Lindisfarne to the rock 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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacques Brel,
Cal Tjader,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Silicon Teens,
Deakin,
The Electric Prunes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Dead Boys,
The Cowsills,
Scott Walker,
Cluster,
Metal Thangz,
Alison Limerick,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dark Day,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
One Last Wish,
Lindisfarne,
These Immortal Souls,
The Monks,
Section 25,
Delta 5,
Hashim,
Dual Sessions,
David McCallum,
The Stooges,
Youth Brigade,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Mummies,
Flash Fearless,
The Alarm Clocks,
KRS-One,
Dave Gahan,
Hoover,
Marcia Griffiths,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
DNA,
Rotary Connection,
Tropical Tobacco,
Barrington Levy,
Quando Quango,
Panda Bear,
Television,
Ten City,
Steve Hackett,
The Velvet Underground,
Deadbeat,
Infiniti,
Funky Four + One,
Pantaleimon,
Smog,
Icehouse,
the Bar-Kays,
The Move,
Can,
The Monochrome Set,
The Walker Brothers,
Skriet,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.