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 Ecuador and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Spandau Ballet to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Hood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
ABC,
Godley & Creme,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Wake,
Simply Red,
Tubeway Army,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Grass Roots,
X-102,
Gang Starr,
Radio Birdman,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jerry's Kids,
Byron Stingily,
Das Ding,
David Axelrod,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Matthew Halsall,
Sun Ra,
Pylon,
Boz Scaggs,
This Heat,
Maurizio,
Schoolly D,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sugar Minott,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Chrome,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Black Pus,
Bauhaus,
Piero Umiliani,
Faraquet,
Lungfish,
The Invisible,
Nik Kershaw,
Radiohead,
PIL,
Ohio Players,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sun City Girls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Outsiders,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Oblivians,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lindisfarne,
In Retrospect,
Pere Ubu,
Ultra Naté,
The Victims,
The Cramps,
Liliput,
F. McDonald,
Gabor Szabo,
Bill Wells,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.