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 Austria and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Halifax.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Guru Guru to the techno 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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mark Hollis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
Cluster,
Erasure,
This Heat,
Crime,
The Knickerbockers,
Michelle Simonal,
Rosa Yemen,
June Days,
Organ,
The Walker Brothers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Johnny Osbourne,
Robert Wyatt,
Jawbox,
Kool Moe Dee,
Japan,
Morten Harket,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Q65,
Lakeside,
Section 25,
Rakim,
Massinfluence,
PIL,
E-Dancer,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Popol Vuh,
Faraquet,
The Index,
Isaac Hayes,
The Detroit Cobras,
X-102,
Joey Negro,
Tres Demented,
The Saints,
Blancmange,
Funkadelic,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Fire Engines,
Ice-T,
Agent Orange,
Mantronix,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Danielle Patucci,
Chris & Cosey,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Buckinghams,
Juan Atkins,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Motions,
The Count Five,
the Association,
Archie Shepp,
Todd Terry,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Velvet Underground,
The Cowsills,
CMW,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.