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 Malawi and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Eric B and Rakim,
Joe Smooth,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gong,
Wally Richardson,
Alphaville,
Marmalade,
Chrome,
Erykah Badu,
F. McDonald,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Technova,
Theoretical Girls,
The Sonics,
The Electric Prunes,
Smog,
Tommy Roe,
Television Personalities,
Ohio Players,
X-Ray Spex,
Lightning Bolt,
Interpol,
The Selecter,
The Grass Roots,
Duran Duran,
The Durutti Column,
Blancmange,
Banda Bassotti,
The Angels of Light,
Roger Hodgson,
The Remains,
Stiv Bators,
Boredoms,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Misunderstood,
The Real Kids,
New Age Steppers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Drive Like Jehu,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Scratch Acid,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sun City Girls,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Underground Resistance,
The Star Department,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gastr Del Sol,
Darondo,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rites of Spring,
Soul Sonic Force,
T.S.O.L.,
Saccharine Trust,
Jeff Lynne,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.