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 Azerbaijan and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the dance 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 The Slits. All the underground hits.
All David Bowie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet 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 rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Flash Fearless,
Can,
Wire,
Little Man,
Massinfluence,
Clear Light,
The Real Kids,
Boredoms,
Moby Grape,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Blues Magoos,
Trumans Water,
Gregory Isaacs,
Procol Harum,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Metal Thangz,
The Motions,
DNA,
Japan,
Wolf Eyes,
The Happenings,
The Kinks,
The Pretty Things,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Swans,
Traffic Nightmare,
Connie Case,
Section 25,
X-101,
Pulsallama,
kango's stein massive,
Lucky Dragons,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Red Krayola,
Skaos,
Moebius,
Ponytail,
Stereo Dub,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sällskapet,
John Coltrane,
Danielle Patucci,
Y Pants,
Rod Modell,
The Dirtbombs,
John Lydon,
the Slits,
Archie Shepp,
Hardrive,
The Music Machine,
Das Ding,
Livin' Joy,
Pharoah Sanders,
Excepter,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Invisible,
Tropical Tobacco,
Avey Tare,
Circle Jerks,
Pole, Pole, Pole, Pole.
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.