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 Mexico and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Skarface to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a rhodes and a theremin 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?
Aural Exciters,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rosa Yemen,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Dead Boys,
Severed Heads,
Sugar Minott,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bill Wells,
X-102,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
MDC,
Lightning Bolt,
Camouflage,
Pagans,
Desert Stars,
Minnie Riperton,
Saccharine Trust,
Make Up,
Eve St. Jones,
David Axelrod,
Motorama,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Mummies,
La Düsseldorf,
PIL,
Flash Fearless,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Henry Cow,
the Soft Cell,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Invisible,
Fugazi,
Sister Nancy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Skatalites,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
John Cale,
Bang On A Can,
Sex Pistols,
Kaleidoscope,
Scan 7,
Fear,
The Searchers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Can,
Second Layer,
U.S. Maple,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Roxy Music,
The Standells,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
CMW,
Bizarre Inc.,
Mark Hollis,
Royal Trux,
Animal Collective,
Swell Maps,
The Durutti Column,
E-Dancer,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.