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 Pakistan and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Model 500 to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb 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 clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kaleidoscope,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Brand Nubian,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Harmonia,
Parry Music,
DJ Style,
10cc,
The Sonics,
Nik Kershaw,
The Busters,
Juan Atkins,
Peter & Gordon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kayak,
Marvin Gaye,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Angels of Light,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Fad Gadget,
The Golliwogs,
Index,
Soul II Soul,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Count Five,
Bob Dylan,
Cameo,
Curtis Mayfield,
Khruangbin,
Buzzcocks,
Altered Images,
Delta 5,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Dead C,
Heaven 17,
Suburban Knight,
Rapeman,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tres Demented,
Roger Hodgson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rufus Thomas,
John Holt,
Marcia Griffiths,
Hot Snakes,
Ohio Players,
Television Personalities,
The Fugs,
Pantytec,
Skaos,
Gil Scott Heron,
Warren Ellis,
Little Man,
Davy DMX,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.