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 Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Flash Fearless to the dance 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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Martian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Amon Düül,
The Leaves,
These Immortal Souls,
Soulsonic Force,
Jeff Mills,
the Normal,
The Smiths,
Sound Behaviour,
Rhythm & Sound,
Das Ding,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roxette,
Tubeway Army,
Boogie Down Productions,
Spandau Ballet,
Morten Harket,
Skaos,
Josef K,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Shadows of Knight,
Au Pairs,
Gong,
Animal Collective,
The Cowsills,
The Moody Blues,
Subhumans,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Shuggie Otis,
Don Cherry,
Outsiders,
Agitation Free,
The Flesh Eaters,
Nirvana,
Warren Ellis,
Babytalk,
Derrick Morgan,
Jeff Lynne,
Robert Hood,
Vladislav Delay,
Prince Buster,
Mark Hollis,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Trumans Water,
New Order,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Cure,
The Slits,
Malaria!,
Gang Green,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Knickerbockers,
Barrington Levy,
Toni Rubio,
Symarip,
Clear Light,
Eurythmics,
Kayak,
Cybotron,
Alice Coltrane,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.