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 Singapore and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Suicide to the jazz 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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 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 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Bronski Beat,
Robert Wyatt,
Audionom,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jacques Brel,
Urselle,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Joyce Sims,
the Bar-Kays,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Blackbyrds,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gong,
Funky Four + One,
Tears for Fears,
Lebanon Hanover,
John Lydon,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
David McCallum,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sound Behaviour,
Roy Ayers,
Rakim,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Walker Brothers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
MDC,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fugazi,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Stereo Dub,
Rufus Thomas,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jacob Miller,
Joey Negro,
Brass Construction,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Erasure,
Quadrant,
Janne Schatter,
Dual Sessions,
Monolake,
Black Bananas,
Quando Quango,
Ponytail,
The Angels of Light,
The Searchers,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gang Green,
Radiohead,
John Cale,
Yellowson,
The Gap Band,
Simply Red,
Technova,
The Gun Club,
Sun City Girls,
The Birthday Party,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.