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 Kiribati and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Selecter to the jazz 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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Joensuu 1685,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Soul Sonic Force,
Main Source,
Bauhaus,
Con Funk Shun,
Oblivians,
Brass Construction,
Althea and Donna,
China Crisis,
Pylon,
Blake Baxter,
Minnie Riperton,
Essential Logic,
Avey Tare,
ABBA,
Anthony Braxton,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Evens,
the Soft Cell,
Neu!,
Maleditus Sound,
The Dirtbombs,
Dark Day,
Organ,
Fat Boys,
Sonic Youth,
Urselle,
The Associates,
The Sonics,
Crash Course in Science,
Aaron Thompson,
DJ Sneak,
Janne Schatter,
Tres Demented,
a-ha,
The Litter,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Big Daddy Kane,
Little Man,
Panda Bear,
Massinfluence,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Chris Corsano,
Howard Jones,
Thompson Twins,
Sparks,
Can,
Matthew Bourne,
Freddie Wadling,
The Human League,
Altered Images,
The Cramps,
LL Cool J,
Throbbing Gristle,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Zeros,
Scientists,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.