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 Egypt and from Glasgow.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Cluster to the funk 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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Archie Shepp 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro 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 sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Tubeway Army,
Aloha Tigers,
Suicide,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
June Days,
AZ,
La Düsseldorf,
Depeche Mode,
Davy DMX,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Vainqueur,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Crash Course in Science,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lalo Schifrin,
Peter & Gordon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sight & Sound,
Silicon Teens,
Bauhaus,
Electric Prunes,
Rod Modell,
Joey Negro,
Japan,
Visage,
EPMD,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ultra Naté,
Deadbeat,
Stetsasonic,
Monks,
DNA,
Tommy Roe,
Funkadelic,
Little Man,
the Sonics,
Eurythmics,
The Cramps,
Matthew Bourne,
Max Romeo,
Dave Gahan,
Anthony Braxton,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Loose Ends,
Sun Ra,
Grey Daturas,
Intrusion,
The Smiths,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Faraquet,
Technova,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lyres,
CMW,
Shoche, Shoche, Shoche, Shoche.
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.