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 Taiwan and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Drexciya to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Richard Hell and the Voidoids 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar 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 rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
Eve St. Jones,
Radiopuhelimet,
Tom Boy,
Lyres,
The Remains,
Eric Copeland,
Stetsasonic,
World's Most,
Robert Hood,
The Golliwogs,
Funkadelic,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pet Shop Boys,
Black Moon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Amon Düül II,
Clear Light,
The Dead C,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gang Green,
Gregory Isaacs,
ABC,
Delta 5,
Public Enemy,
Crime,
Marvin Gaye,
Harry Pussy,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mo-Dettes,
Mars,
Cybotron,
Alton Ellis,
Deepchord,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Big Daddy Kane,
T.S.O.L.,
Gerry Rafferty,
Television Personalities,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Dave Gahan,
Half Japanese,
The Fugs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gabor Szabo,
The Invisible,
Animal Collective,
Godley & Creme,
Chris Corsano,
Morten Harket,
The Mojo Men,
Aural Exciters,
Cameo,
Outsiders,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Erasure,
The Young Rascals,
Youth Brigade,
Sparks,
The Moleskins,
Reuben Wilson,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.