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 Jordan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Kas Product to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an arpeggiator and a güiro 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 organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Quando Quango,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kool Moe Dee,
Shoche,
Ash Ra Tempel,
June Days,
Peter and Kerry,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Association,
The Tremeloes,
Kas Product,
the Soft Cell,
The Walker Brothers,
Unwound,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Moleskins,
Arab on Radar,
The Index,
LL Cool J,
L. Decosne,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Drexciya,
Alphaville,
Icehouse,
Lebanon Hanover,
Main Source,
The Divine Comedy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lungfish,
Man Parrish,
The Toasters,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Cheater Slicks,
Whodini,
Roger Hodgson,
Soft Cell,
Susan Cadogan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rotary Connection,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
James Chance & The Contortions,
New Age Steppers,
the Human League,
Silicon Teens,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Urselle,
Rufus Thomas,
The Sound,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Infiniti,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kurtis Blow,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bush Tetras,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.