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 Burkina and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the disco 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 Desert Stars. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet 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 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?
Gang Green,
Gang Starr,
Dark Day,
Schoolly D,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Human League,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bill Near,
Cybotron,
Public Image Ltd.,
Loose Ends,
Ponytail,
Althea and Donna,
Derrick Morgan,
The Motions,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Hasil Adkins,
Absolute Body Control,
Visage,
Soft Cell,
Subhumans,
The Evens,
The Monochrome Set,
Mad Mike,
Ice-T,
Crispian St. Peters,
Wasted Youth,
James Chance & The Contortions,
X-102,
The Names,
Rakim,
Inner City,
Smog,
Trumans Water,
Warren Ellis,
Hoover,
Yellowson,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Star Department,
Eden Ahbez,
Icehouse,
Maurizio,
Graham Central Station,
Don Cherry,
Lindisfarne,
This Heat,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Mojo Men,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Residents,
Procol Harum,
Charles Mingus,
The Dave Clark Five,
Popol Vuh,
Matthew Halsall,
Robert Wyatt,
Organ,
Sight & Sound,
Brand Nubian,
Pole,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Flash Fearless,
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.