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 Monaco and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ajijia Myrayebe to the jazz 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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Oppenheimer Analysis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
The American Breed,
Marine Girls,
the Association,
The Gun Club,
10cc,
Ice-T,
Bootsy Collins,
Magazine,
Adolescents,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Roger Hodgson,
Ituana,
Kerri Chandler,
The Zeros,
Grey Daturas,
The Dave Clark Five,
Faust,
Arab on Radar,
The Slits,
Cybotron,
Al Stewart,
The Real Kids,
Roxette,
Todd Terry,
MDC,
Terry Callier,
Aloha Tigers,
Stereo Dub,
Saccharine Trust,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Electric Prunes,
John Lydon,
Echospace,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Icehouse,
Niagra,
Althea and Donna,
Idris Muhammad,
Theoretical Girls,
June of 44,
The Seeds,
The Star Department,
Monolake,
Bad Manners,
The Techniques,
Delta 5,
The Durutti Column,
Mark Hollis,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Alton Ellis,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
David McCallum,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
David Bowie,
R.M.O.,
Mantronix,
The Beau Brummels,
Soft Cell,
Interpol,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.