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 Ukraine and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Mojo Men to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Brand Nubian. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Robert Hood,
The Remains,
Scott Walker,
Man Parrish,
Howard Jones,
Morten Harket,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ken Boothe,
Rites of Spring,
Metal Thangz,
Gregory Isaacs,
Swell Maps,
Tubeway Army,
Dave Gahan,
The Red Krayola,
Y Pants,
Mars,
Symarip,
Eric Copeland,
Aaron Thompson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bronski Beat,
Deadbeat,
Sällskapet,
Pulsallama,
The Dirtbombs,
Royal Trux,
Q65,
Ice-T,
Animal Collective,
Pantytec,
The Cure,
Skaos,
Drexciya,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Knickerbockers,
Sonny Sharrock,
June Days,
Maurizio,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jeff Lynne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Massinfluence,
Thompson Twins,
Average White Band,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Music Machine,
Sister Nancy,
Erykah Badu,
Skarface,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Beasts of Bourbon,
X-Ray Spex,
Marcia Griffiths,
John Foxx,
Danielle Patucci,
Outsiders,
The Kinks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.