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 Zambia and from Manchester.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 rhodes 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 Jesper Dahlback to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Metal Thangz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 mellotron 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 mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Agitation Free,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Yaz,
Cal Tjader,
Dave Gahan,
D'Angelo,
Bill Near,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Niagra,
Franke,
Bobby Sherman,
The Misunderstood,
Quadrant,
Lindisfarne,
The Fire Engines,
Radio Birdman,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Remains,
The Motions,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Underground Resistance,
The Blues Magoos,
Stockholm Monsters,
Scott Walker,
Tres Demented,
Delon & Dalcan,
Faraquet,
Godley & Creme,
Pulsallama,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Mars,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Von Mondo,
This Heat,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jeff Lynne,
Crispian St. Peters,
Little Man,
The Last Poets,
Nirvana,
Lyres,
The Gun Club,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Maleditus Sound,
Erasure,
Absolute Body Control,
the Association,
Derrick Morgan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Soft Cell,
Marine Girls,
Delta 5,
Qualms,
Slave,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.