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 Iceland and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tehran.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 It's A Beautiful Day to the funk 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 Suicide. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro 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 an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
Joe Finger,
The Shadows of Knight,
Circle Jerks,
Eden Ahbez,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Barbara Tucker,
Quadrant,
Stetsasonic,
The Fall,
The Fuzztones,
Inner City,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Johnny Clarke,
Trumans Water,
Talk Talk,
The Monochrome Set,
Country Joe & The Fish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
KRS-One,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gong,
UT,
Jeff Lynne,
Bobby Sherman,
Sex Pistols,
Depeche Mode,
Kayak,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
MC5,
Boogie Down Productions,
Minutemen,
ABBA,
Hasil Adkins,
Bootsy Collins,
Hashim,
Mad Mike,
Robert Görl,
John Cale,
Essential Logic,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
JFA,
The Human League,
Ice-T,
the Germs,
Marvin Gaye,
X-101,
Groovy Waters,
Metal Thangz,
Mission of Burma,
The Gun Club,
Mantronix,
Slave,
F. McDonald,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Remains,
the Sonics,
Pet Shop Boys,
Cheater Slicks,
Yaz,
The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke.
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.