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 Yemen and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 mellotron 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 Slits to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
Panda Bear,
The Index,
The Sonics,
Cluster,
Dave Gahan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mandrill,
Aloha Tigers,
Mo-Dettes,
ABBA,
Yellowson,
Soft Cell,
Malaria!,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rapeman,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Misunderstood,
Juan Atkins,
Skriet,
Jawbox,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
Andrew Hill,
Soulsonic Force,
Al Stewart,
Thee Headcoats,
The Fuzztones,
The Gories,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Mission of Burma,
The Music Machine,
Boz Scaggs,
Tom Boy,
Infiniti,
Hardrive,
Minor Threat,
Pantytec,
Rotary Connection,
Susan Cadogan,
Sixth Finger,
Scion,
The Walker Brothers,
Lucky Dragons,
Excepter,
Maurizio,
Camberwell Now,
Skarface,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Associates,
Quando Quango,
Guru Guru,
Sällskapet,
Subhumans,
L. Decosne,
The Count Five,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Golliwogs,
Pantaleimon,
PIL,
Man Parrish,
Hoover, Hoover, Hoover, Hoover.
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.