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 Malta and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Eric Copeland to the techno 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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Half Japanese,
Y Pants,
Dark Day,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Yaz,
Youth Brigade,
Sound Behaviour,
Tom Boy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Derrick May,
Television Personalities,
Hashim,
Stetsasonic,
Faust,
Malaria!,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ronnie Foster,
Soulsonic Force,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Grandmaster Flash,
The Searchers,
Animal Collective,
Subhumans,
Lucky Dragons,
Rekid,
The Dead C,
Young Marble Giants,
Lungfish,
Pierre Henry,
Iggy Pop,
The Mojo Men,
Bang On A Can,
Pussy Galore,
EPMD,
The Names,
Royal Trux,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sandy B,
Gong,
the Germs,
New Order,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rod Modell,
Letta Mbulu,
Desert Stars,
Crash Course in Science,
The Walker Brothers,
Mandrill,
Rhythm & Sound,
Severed Heads,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Techniques,
Delta 5,
Los Fastidios,
Heaven 17,
Excepter,
the Soft Cell,
Nico,
MC5,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.