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 Jordan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ultra Naté to the grunge 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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin 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 organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Mojo Men,
Sandy B,
The Cowsills,
Das Ding,
Popol Vuh,
Angry Samoans,
Yaz,
Deakin,
Peter and Kerry,
Skriet,
Matthew Bourne,
Soft Machine,
The Cramps,
Model 500,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Television Personalities,
Intrusion,
Sällskapet,
World's Most,
The Invisible,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Golliwogs,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Peter & Gordon,
LL Cool J,
Swans,
Aloha Tigers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Massinfluence,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sound Behaviour,
Depeche Mode,
Robert Görl,
Aaron Thompson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Leonard Cohen,
Marshall Jefferson,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Blancmange,
The Leaves,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Electric Prunes,
Buzzcocks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Gun Club,
David Bowie,
Idris Muhammad,
David McCallum,
Josef K,
The Busters,
Fela Kuti,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Barry Ungar,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sonny Sharrock,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Stooges,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.