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 Finland and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Buzzcocks to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord 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 linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Magma,
Kerrie Biddell,
Simply Red,
Yazoo,
Oblivians,
Agitation Free,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Television Personalities,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Nik Kershaw,
The Mojo Men,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Busters,
Carl Craig,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Durutti Column,
Blossom Toes,
Joe Finger,
The Alarm Clocks,
Cecil Taylor,
The Gun Club,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Gladiators,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Technova,
Khruangbin,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tommy Roe,
Black Pus,
Pole,
the Normal,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Glenn Branca,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Chris Corsano,
Neu!,
E-Dancer,
Average White Band,
Soul II Soul,
Cluster,
Minutemen,
The Happenings,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sparks,
Thee Headcoats,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Country Teasers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
June Days,
The Red Krayola,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Walker Brothers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Electric Prunes,
The J.B.'s,
Amazonics,
Zapp,
The Golliwogs,
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.