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 Tanzania and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Ludus to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Charles Mingus. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro 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 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
U.S. Maple,
Japan,
Moss Icon,
Dawn Penn,
The Cramps,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kayak,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Godley & Creme,
Index,
The Mojo Men,
Nirvana,
The Fugs,
Vainqueur,
The Names,
Sparks,
Hashim,
Howard Jones,
New Order,
Qualms,
The Music Machine,
The Cure,
Saccharine Trust,
Eli Mardock,
FM Einheit,
Maleditus Sound,
Country Teasers,
T.S.O.L.,
Radiopuhelimet,
Procol Harum,
A Certain Ratio,
Isaac Hayes,
Joy Division,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Brothers Johnson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Goldenarms,
Boz Scaggs,
Man Parrish,
Funkadelic,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Red Krayola,
Derrick May,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Yaz,
Angry Samoans,
The Blues Magoos,
Tim Buckley,
Spandau Ballet,
Reuben Wilson,
The Beau Brummels,
Heaven 17,
Sandy B,
Mo-Dettes,
The Slits,
Technova,
Ralphi Rosario,
Slick Rick,
Lalann,
Model 500,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.