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 Cameroon and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ 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 Accadde A to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and a harpsichord 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 clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Al Stewart,
Michelle Simonal,
Joy Division,
Young Marble Giants,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cybotron,
La Düsseldorf,
Minny Pops,
Marc Almond,
This Heat,
Organ,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dennis Brown,
Dave Gahan,
One Last Wish,
D'Angelo,
Patti Smith,
The Cramps,
Shuggie Otis,
Subhumans,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
E-Dancer,
KRS-One,
Siglo XX,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Busters,
Metal Thangz,
Glenn Branca,
Graham Central Station,
Pere Ubu,
Hashim,
A Certain Ratio,
Moby Grape,
Boredoms,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Adolescents,
Panda Bear,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
In Retrospect,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Talk Talk,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Unwound,
Dead Boys,
Joyce Sims,
Pagans,
Mary Jane Girls,
Scan 7,
Scientists,
Chris Corsano,
Mark Hollis,
The Real Kids,
Lalann,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Deakin,
New Age Steppers,
These Immortal Souls,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.