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 Peru and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Make Up to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 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 chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Moon,
Johnny Clarke,
Wire,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Avey Tare,
Erasure,
Circle Jerks,
Iggy Pop,
The Human League,
Peter & Gordon,
The Cowsills,
Charles Mingus,
Frankie Knuckles,
Drive Like Jehu,
Don Cherry,
Carl Craig,
Motorama,
Nick Fraelich,
Echospace,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Camberwell Now,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Five Americans,
Crooked Eye,
Fatback Band,
Royal Trux,
Clear Light,
The Divine Comedy,
Quadrant,
The Happenings,
The Buckinghams,
Mission of Burma,
Newcleus,
CMW,
Anthony Braxton,
Glambeats Corp.,
Dawn Penn,
Joyce Sims,
The Saints,
Country Teasers,
Eden Ahbez,
Eddi Front,
Byron Stingily,
Patti Smith,
Quantec,
Bill Near,
Traffic Nightmare,
Marshall Jefferson,
Grandmaster Flash,
Skarface,
Reuben Wilson,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Techniques,
Spoonie Gee,
Judy Mowatt,
Graham Central Station,
Vladislav Delay,
The Mojo Men,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.