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 Estonia and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 rhodes 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 Accadde A to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lightning Bolt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
Adolescents,
Stereo Dub,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Camberwell Now,
Joensuu 1685,
Bill Near,
Erykah Badu,
Radiopuhelimet,
cv313,
Tom Boy,
Slave,
The J.B.'s,
This Heat,
Dave Gahan,
Kaleidoscope,
Frankie Knuckles,
Unwound,
Grey Daturas,
Surgeon,
David Axelrod,
Infiniti,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Flipper,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Thompson Twins,
Soul II Soul,
A Certain Ratio,
Girls At Our Best!,
Howard Jones,
Ohio Players,
Barclay James Harvest,
Fear,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sonny Sharrock,
Aloha Tigers,
Depeche Mode,
Silicon Teens,
Sam Rivers,
Lower 48,
Cecil Taylor,
Wire,
Todd Terry,
Connie Case,
World's Most,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Gun Club,
Scan 7,
Mark Hollis,
Franke,
Boredoms,
The Black Dice,
Bad Manners,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Radio Birdman,
Easy Going,
The Young Rascals,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.