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 Brazil and from New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 linndrum 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 Panda Bear to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dead C 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
Deakin,
La Düsseldorf,
Graham Central Station,
Todd Terry,
In Retrospect,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sugar Minott,
Letta Mbulu,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Drexciya,
Junior Murvin,
Scientists,
Neil Young,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sound Behaviour,
Soulsonic Force,
Fear,
Eden Ahbez,
Black Bananas,
Duran Duran,
Underground Resistance,
Adolescents,
Archie Shepp,
Fad Gadget,
Al Stewart,
Swans,
The Vogues,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Dark Day,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Barclay James Harvest,
Trumans Water,
K-Klass,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Young Rascals,
Roy Ayers,
Robert Hood,
Dennis Brown,
Warren Ellis,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Clear Light,
Scrapy,
Reuben Wilson,
Ultravox,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Anakelly,
Amon Düül,
The Seeds,
Suicide,
Wasted Youth,
Connie Case,
Black Moon,
The Selecter,
Lucky Dragons,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.