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 Bolivia 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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 linndrum 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 Iggy Pop 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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Beasts of Bourbon 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron 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 synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Real Kids,
The Monochrome Set,
The Gap Band,
10cc,
Bluetip,
Sugar Minott,
Jerry's Kids,
Brass Construction,
Hashim,
Soul II Soul,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Los Fastidios,
Nas,
The Wake,
Jeff Lynne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lyres,
Angry Samoans,
Faraquet,
Crash Course in Science,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Mad Mike,
Cameo,
The Cramps,
Interpol,
Eddi Front,
Echospace,
Skarface,
Bang On A Can,
A Certain Ratio,
Flamin' Groovies,
Slave,
Lower 48,
Brand Nubian,
Wolf Eyes,
Johnny Clarke,
Absolute Body Control,
Ponytail,
Qualms,
Eurythmics,
U.S. Maple,
Basic Channel,
Gong,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gichy Dan,
The Divine Comedy,
Flipper,
Rites of Spring,
The Dirtbombs,
Bill Wells,
Marcia Griffiths,
Crooked Eye,
Ultimate Spinach,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Skaos,
The Angels of Light,
Kas Product,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.