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 Comoros and from New York.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Simply Red to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum 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 guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Neon Judgement,
Sugar Minott,
The Sonics,
The Birthday Party,
Minor Threat,
Mission of Burma,
Oneida,
the Human League,
The Fugs,
Slick Rick,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Cecil Taylor,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
FM Einheit,
Fatback Band,
Stetsasonic,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lou Reed,
Althea and Donna,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Residents,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Babytalk,
Liliput,
The Invisible,
Gang Green,
Tres Demented,
Gang of Four,
Zapp,
The Martian,
Joyce Sims,
F. McDonald,
The Moleskins,
Deakin,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rites of Spring,
Fluxion,
Ohio Players,
Amon Düül II,
Rufus Thomas,
Infiniti,
The Fortunes,
Ultravox,
Soulsonic Force,
The Gories,
Scion,
Godley & Creme,
Supertramp,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Happenings,
Marcia Griffiths,
Royal Trux,
Johnny Osbourne,
Alison Limerick,
Man Parrish,
The Detroit Cobras,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.