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 Kenya and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Copenhagen.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Johnny Clarke to the grime 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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 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 arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tomorrow,
Soulsonic Force,
David McCallum,
Susan Cadogan,
Leonard Cohen,
DJ Sneak,
Clear Light,
Todd Rundgren,
Country Joe & The Fish,
OOIOO,
The Young Rascals,
Aswad,
Main Source,
Cheater Slicks,
The Buckinghams,
Scrapy,
The Moleskins,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Wally Richardson,
CMW,
Moss Icon,
Anakelly,
The Leaves,
The Last Poets,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Minutemen,
Adolescents,
Lindisfarne,
David Axelrod,
Half Japanese,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sam Rivers,
The Fuzztones,
Janne Schatter,
The Sonics,
Patti Smith,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gichy Dan,
LL Cool J,
Quantec,
Scientists,
Magma,
Sugar Minott,
Sister Nancy,
Bluetip,
Al Stewart,
Minor Threat,
Bootsy Collins,
Alice Coltrane,
The Names,
The Fall,
The Detroit Cobras,
Man Eating Sloth,
Average White Band,
Livin' Joy,
Roy Ayers,
Harry Pussy,
The Cure,
Rakim,
Eddi Front,
JFA,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.