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 Kosovo and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Pop Group to the crunk 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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
The Gories,
Newcleus,
Davy DMX,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
In Retrospect,
The Fall,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eric Dolphy,
CMW,
Bizarre Inc.,
Blake Baxter,
The Moleskins,
Minor Threat,
The Associates,
Japan,
The Smoke,
Quando Quango,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Divine Comedy,
The United States of America,
Marc Almond,
Johnny Osbourne,
Deepchord,
Ice-T,
The Move,
Audionom,
Altered Images,
The Buckinghams,
Amazonics,
Saccharine Trust,
Patti Smith,
Skarface,
Little Man,
Laurel Aitken,
The New Christs,
The Skatalites,
Liliput,
Tom Boy,
The Trojans,
Aural Exciters,
Swell Maps,
Nick Fraelich,
Siglo XX,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gil Scott Heron,
Au Pairs,
Slick Rick,
Slave,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
L. Decosne,
The Dead C,
The Evens,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sixth Finger,
Black Pus,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Moss Icon,
The Vogues,
Ten City,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sällskapet,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.