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 Monaco and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe 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 Zapp to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sound. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
Man Parrish,
David Bowie,
Danielle Patucci,
Morten Harket,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Agitation Free,
Subhumans,
The Angels of Light,
Arcadia,
Gong,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Johnny Osbourne,
Marc Almond,
Nico,
The American Breed,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rakim,
Derrick Morgan,
Crash Course in Science,
Alphaville,
Qualms,
Matthew Halsall,
Ronnie Foster,
The Fortunes,
The Dirtbombs,
Carl Craig,
Jawbox,
Bush Tetras,
Lee Hazlewood,
CMW,
Chris Corsano,
Alton Ellis,
Rotary Connection,
Robert Wyatt,
Glenn Branca,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Sonics,
The New Christs,
Deepchord,
Dorothy Ashby,
Clear Light,
The Dead C,
The Black Dice,
Flash Fearless,
Visage,
Index,
Interpol,
Loose Ends,
Skaos,
The Gories,
The Blues Magoos,
DJ Sneak,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Blossom Toes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
T. Rex,
New York Dolls,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jeru the Damaja,
kango's stein massive,
Hashim,
New Age Steppers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.