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 Tajikistan and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 theremin 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 Scion to the crunk 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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shuggie Otis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Green,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kas Product,
Pagans,
Circle Jerks,
OOIOO,
Bob Dylan,
David Bowie,
Minnie Riperton,
Jandek,
Joensuu 1685,
Sun City Girls,
Radio Birdman,
The Names,
Das Ding,
The Martian,
Erykah Badu,
the Soft Cell,
Unwound,
Main Source,
Monks,
Sällskapet,
Minor Threat,
Icehouse,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Monolake,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Infiniti,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Clear Light,
Robert Wyatt,
Soul Sonic Force,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jeff Mills,
Young Marble Giants,
Wings,
Wally Richardson,
Lightning Bolt,
Royal Trux,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Juan Atkins,
Amon Düül,
Echospace,
Niagra,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Busters,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ludus,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ken Boothe,
Steve Hackett,
Ronan,
Donald Byrd,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Man Parrish,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Outsiders,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Swans,
Byron Stingily,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.