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 Thailand and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Mojo Men to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie 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?
Warren Ellis,
Lucky Dragons,
Mo-Dettes,
LL Cool J,
Todd Terry,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Visage,
Silicon Teens,
Junior Murvin,
June Days,
Mark Hollis,
Marcia Griffiths,
Index,
The Velvet Underground,
Juan Atkins,
Gichy Dan,
The Gories,
Little Man,
Organ,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ten City,
Pylon,
Colin Newman,
Danielle Patucci,
kango's stein massive,
Reagan Youth,
Skarface,
Janne Schatter,
Technova,
Lyres,
the Association,
Marshall Jefferson,
John Lydon,
Sex Pistols,
Bang On A Can,
Make Up,
Avey Tare,
Pierre Henry,
Rekid,
Lakeside,
Delta 5,
the Normal,
Animal Collective,
Cameo,
Hasil Adkins,
Deepchord,
The Offenders,
The Count Five,
Amon Düül II,
Brothers Johnson,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pharoah Sanders,
Man Parrish,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Minutemen,
The Modern Lovers,
The Beau Brummels,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Angels of Light,
Andrew Hill,
Scion,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.