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 Eritrea and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ludus to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx. All the underground hits.
All the Bar-Kays tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marmalade,
Danielle Patucci,
Shuggie Otis,
Warren Ellis,
Adolescents,
Camberwell Now,
Outsiders,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kas Product,
Radiopuhelimet,
Surgeon,
Soft Machine,
Magazine,
Aural Exciters,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Dead C,
The Young Rascals,
Black Bananas,
Desert Stars,
The Electric Prunes,
Howard Jones,
Flipper,
Franke,
Michelle Simonal,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Smiths,
Accadde A,
Brothers Johnson,
Silicon Teens,
8 Eyed Spy,
Roy Ayers,
Loose Ends,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
F. McDonald,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Cymande,
These Immortal Souls,
Ronan,
The Vogues,
Isaac Hayes,
Mark Hollis,
Morten Harket,
Lee Hazlewood,
Tubeway Army,
The Skatalites,
Oneida,
John Lydon,
The Offenders,
Amon Düül,
Q and Not U,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Essential Logic,
Basic Channel,
Main Source,
Niagra,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Robert Wyatt,
Flash Fearless,
Subhumans,
Cheater Slicks,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.