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 Malta and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rosa Yemen to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
The Doors,
Ralphi Rosario,
Skriet,
The Beau Brummels,
Aswad,
Country Teasers,
Average White Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
48th St. Collective,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Nick Fraelich,
Depeche Mode,
Matthew Bourne,
Mission of Burma,
Loose Ends,
Ornette Coleman,
Blossom Toes,
Freddie Wadling,
The Evens,
Alison Limerick,
Brothers Johnson,
Icehouse,
Monks,
Goldenarms,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lakeside,
Black Flag,
Tres Demented,
Arcadia,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
June of 44,
Terrestrial Tones,
EPMD,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Television,
Cluster,
Peter & Gordon,
Pole,
Jerry's Kids,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Skatalites,
Yaz,
Ronnie Foster,
Chrome,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Sound,
Connie Case,
the Soft Cell,
The Motions,
Al Stewart,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Erykah Badu,
Joe Finger,
Joe Smooth,
Bobby Sherman,
Young Marble Giants,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Babytalk,
UT,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.