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 El Salvador and from Shanghai.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 Eric Dolphy to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba 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 sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Index,
Half Japanese,
Reuben Wilson,
The Martian,
Yusef Lateef,
New Age Steppers,
The Durutti Column,
Flash Fearless,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
David Bowie,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Leonard Cohen,
Max Romeo,
Aloha Tigers,
Electric Prunes,
The Pop Group,
Marmalade,
Audionom,
The Evens,
Subhumans,
Mantronix,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Skarface,
Swell Maps,
Dual Sessions,
Ice-T,
Pulsallama,
The Selecter,
Crispy Ambulance,
Theoretical Girls,
Con Funk Shun,
Dead Boys,
Skriet,
Animal Collective,
World's Most,
Massinfluence,
Y Pants,
Man Parrish,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lee Hazlewood,
Todd Terry,
Matthew Halsall,
Scan 7,
China Crisis,
In Retrospect,
Boz Scaggs,
The Fugs,
The Trojans,
Hot Snakes,
Erykah Badu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Althea and Donna,
Kerrie Biddell,
Judy Mowatt,
The Modern Lovers,
Danielle Patucci,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pharoah Sanders,
Alton Ellis,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.