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 Guatemala 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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
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 Mark Hollis to the disco 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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
Nils Olav,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Wake,
48th St. Collective,
Faust,
Minor Threat,
The Moleskins,
Avey Tare,
Camberwell Now,
The Monochrome Set,
Guru Guru,
Moebius,
Mars,
Soulsonic Force,
Dorothy Ashby,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Deakin,
The Index,
Ornette Coleman,
the Swans,
Angry Samoans,
Judy Mowatt,
Sällskapet,
The Buckinghams,
Sam Rivers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Matthew Bourne,
Glambeats Corp.,
Agent Orange,
The Grass Roots,
Sparks,
Technova,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Liliput,
the Human League,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Trojans,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Niagra,
Crash Course in Science,
La Düsseldorf,
Robert Wyatt,
Laurel Aitken,
Darondo,
Flipper,
Gabor Szabo,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gong,
Bobby Womack,
Soft Cell,
Donald Byrd,
Public Image Ltd.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dave Gahan,
The Birthday Party,
Panda Bear,
Juan Atkins,
Toni Rubio,
The Blackbyrds,
Joe Finger,
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.