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 Comoros and from Lille.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Panda Bear to the rock 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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
Sound Behaviour,
John Lydon,
Hoover,
Judy Mowatt,
The Birthday Party,
Lou Reed,
Section 25,
AZ,
This Heat,
Khruangbin,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eric Copeland,
The Skatalites,
Theoretical Girls,
Fela Kuti,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Althea and Donna,
Radiohead,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Slackers,
Blossom Toes,
Ultravox,
The Real Kids,
Neu!,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nick Fraelich,
Iggy Pop,
Tres Demented,
Barry Ungar,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pole,
Smog,
Heaven 17,
8 Eyed Spy,
L. Decosne,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Masters at Work,
Amon Düül II,
Jeff Lynne,
Aloha Tigers,
Cameo,
Lebanon Hanover,
Josef K,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Swans,
The Alarm Clocks,
Arcadia,
Peter and Kerry,
Siglo XX,
The Offenders,
Stetsasonic,
Tommy Roe,
Al Stewart,
Quando Quango,
Animal Collective,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Dave Clark Five,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.