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 Latvia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Popol Vuh to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar 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 rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Au Pairs,
Basic Channel,
Index,
The Tremeloes,
Yazoo,
La Düsseldorf,
Roy Ayers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Fluxion,
Siglo XX,
Slave,
Gang Green,
Oneida,
Lalo Schifrin,
Juan Atkins,
Donny Hathaway,
The Monks,
Darondo,
Neu!,
Rekid,
Lou Reed,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kerri Chandler,
Massinfluence,
Das Ding,
James White and The Blacks,
Camberwell Now,
Scientists,
Eli Mardock,
Anakelly,
Bush Tetras,
Camouflage,
Television,
The Stooges,
Fugazi,
Eric Dolphy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sparks,
Joe Smooth,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Toasters,
Delon & Dalcan,
Alison Limerick,
David McCallum,
Radiohead,
Goldenarms,
Echospace,
The Barracudas,
Simply Red,
Ornette Coleman,
Underground Resistance,
Aloha Tigers,
the Soft Cell,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Matthew Halsall,
Erykah Badu,
Al Stewart,
Q and Not U,
Moebius,
Zapp,
Yusef Lateef,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.