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 Malta and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and London.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Morten Harket to the techno 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar 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 spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Y Pants,
Bizarre Inc.,
Leonard Cohen,
Pylon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Alphaville,
Sugar Minott,
Alice Coltrane,
Marshall Jefferson,
Infiniti,
Harpers Bizarre,
Aswad,
Spandau Ballet,
Niagra,
Aaron Thompson,
Ponytail,
Supertramp,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jandek,
Talk Talk,
Flipper,
Donald Byrd,
Hardrive,
Beasts of Bourbon,
John Cale,
Scratch Acid,
Soulsonic Force,
the Human League,
The Count Five,
Mo-Dettes,
The Selecter,
Soul Sonic Force,
Wolf Eyes,
Gerry Rafferty,
James White and The Blacks,
Laurel Aitken,
Mission of Burma,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
LL Cool J,
Youth Brigade,
Gregory Isaacs,
Unrelated Segments,
Nation of Ulysses,
Thee Headcoats,
Circle Jerks,
Quando Quango,
Stiv Bators,
Sunsets and Hearts,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skarface,
Josef K,
Black Sheep,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Soft Cell,
Lower 48,
Bobby Sherman,
Stetsasonic,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.