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 Laos and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Morten Harket to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra 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 güiro and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Rekid,
Magazine,
AZ,
Vladislav Delay,
La Düsseldorf,
Fear,
Matthew Halsall,
The Doors,
Nils Olav,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
MDC,
The Vogues,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amon Düül,
The Human League,
The Leaves,
China Crisis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kevin Saunderson,
Erykah Badu,
Soft Machine,
Pantaleimon,
Gichy Dan,
Neu!,
Severed Heads,
Youth Brigade,
Television Personalities,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Grass Roots,
Laurel Aitken,
Drexciya,
Agitation Free,
Buzzcocks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dennis Brown,
Accadde A,
The Slits,
Barrington Levy,
Curtis Mayfield,
Carl Craig,
Scott Walker,
Chris & Cosey,
Pole,
Crispian St. Peters,
Man Eating Sloth,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Moleskins,
T.S.O.L.,
The Moody Blues,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Marine Girls,
Mission of Burma,
Kerri Chandler,
DNA,
The United States of America,
Mars,
Yazoo,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Zero Boys,
The Raincoats,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.