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 Sweden and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 Milan and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Outsiders to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar 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 güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Simply Red,
Magazine,
Idris Muhammad,
Tubeway Army,
The Selecter,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Avey Tare,
The Neon Judgement,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Move,
The Fugs,
Monolake,
This Heat,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eurythmics,
Q65,
The Doobie Brothers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Surgeon,
The Beau Brummels,
The Cowsills,
Television Personalities,
Electric Prunes,
Rod Modell,
Amon Düül II,
The Monochrome Set,
CMW,
Anthony Braxton,
The Busters,
Soft Machine,
Blossom Toes,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sonny Sharrock,
Wings,
Eli Mardock,
OOIOO,
LL Cool J,
Cameo,
The Sonics,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eden Ahbez,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Star Department,
Fad Gadget,
Robert Wyatt,
The Birthday Party,
8 Eyed Spy,
Hot Snakes,
Harry Pussy,
The Gun Club,
Desert Stars,
Soul Sonic Force,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Los Fastidios,
DJ Style,
New Order,
Warsaw,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Moebius,
Black Moon,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.