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 Montenegro and from Spokane.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manchester.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dark Day to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator 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 theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
Cheater Slicks,
Archie Shepp,
Alphaville,
Agitation Free,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Whodini,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ten City,
DJ Style,
10cc,
Laurel Aitken,
The Red Krayola,
The Gap Band,
Section 25,
the Germs,
Jerry Gold Smith,
kango's stein massive,
Chrome,
Bang On A Can,
James White and The Blacks,
World's Most,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Marvin Gaye,
Joey Negro,
Ornette Coleman,
Blancmange,
June of 44,
Theoretical Girls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Searchers,
Black Bananas,
Lalann,
Ituana,
Piero Umiliani,
Panda Bear,
Aswad,
Mission of Burma,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Residents,
Lungfish,
Newcleus,
Reagan Youth,
Black Sheep,
Jandek,
Prince Buster,
Girls At Our Best!,
Soft Machine,
The Dirtbombs,
Livin' Joy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Eric B and Rakim,
Dorothy Ashby,
Make Up,
The Human League,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Thompson Twins,
Beasts of Bourbon,
B.T. Express,
Clear Light,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.