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 Kazakhstan and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Desert Stars to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 snare and a harpsichord 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 clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Roy Ayers,
Gabor Szabo,
The Moody Blues,
Popol Vuh,
Eurythmics,
June Days,
Audionom,
Godley & Creme,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Star Department,
Infiniti,
Stiv Bators,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Charles Mingus,
MDC,
Mars,
The Velvet Underground,
Kurtis Blow,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sparks,
The Cure,
U.S. Maple,
Ultravox,
Animal Collective,
Leonard Cohen,
The Smiths,
Section 25,
Quadrant,
Second Layer,
Brass Construction,
Suicide,
Graham Central Station,
The Smoke,
Tommy Roe,
Ken Boothe,
Thompson Twins,
Blancmange,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Warren Ellis,
Sarah Menescal,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Black Dice,
Liliput,
Flipper,
Eli Mardock,
The Tremeloes,
New York Dolls,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Outsiders,
Kenny Larkin,
The Leaves,
Negative Approach,
Soft Machine,
Roxette,
Deepchord,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marvin Gaye,
Cymande,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
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.