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 Armenia and from Halifax.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Halifax.
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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oppenheimer Analysis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Harmonia,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Derrick Morgan,
The Selecter,
Lindisfarne,
Inner City,
Banda Bassotti,
Rekid,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Roxette,
Robert Wyatt,
Swell Maps,
Erasure,
Jerry's Kids,
Pylon,
Eric Copeland,
Japan,
Lalann,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Stooges,
The Birthday Party,
Faust,
DJ Sneak,
Jeff Lynne,
Drive Like Jehu,
Wasted Youth,
Sex Pistols,
Ornette Coleman,
Agitation Free,
Fat Boys,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
T. Rex,
the Human League,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Mojo Men,
Heaven 17,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Roger Hodgson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Television,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fear,
Moss Icon,
Spoonie Gee,
the Bar-Kays,
Slick Rick,
Don Cherry,
Glambeats Corp.,
Wolf Eyes,
Janne Schatter,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bang On A Can,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.