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 Syria and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the grunge 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Hardrive,
Schoolly D,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joy Division,
Organ,
Public Enemy,
Excepter,
Make Up,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Monks,
the Sonics,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ossler,
Todd Rundgren,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Trojans,
Aswad,
Pet Shop Boys,
Marmalade,
Mantronix,
Arab on Radar,
Eden Ahbez,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sound Behaviour,
Visage,
Pussy Galore,
DJ Sneak,
Blancmange,
Flipper,
the Slits,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Godley & Creme,
Anakelly,
The Black Dice,
The Fall,
Ituana,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Simply Red,
Harmonia,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Judy Mowatt,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Liliput,
Sugar Minott,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Residents,
Electric Prunes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Grass Roots,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jacques Brel,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Desert Stars,
Masters at Work,
Rosa Yemen,
The Remains,
David McCallum,
Vainqueur,
The Gap Band,
Man Parrish,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.