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 Portugal and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 DNA to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar 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 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Organ,
Todd Terry,
New Order,
Cymande,
The Martian,
Sugar Minott,
Skarface,
John Lydon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bobby Womack,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Todd Rundgren,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Litter,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Fuzztones,
Moebius,
Wings,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Flesh Eaters,
Aswad,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Standells,
Darondo,
Trumans Water,
the Swans,
Patti Smith,
The Gladiators,
John Coltrane,
Mission of Burma,
The Angels of Light,
Matthew Bourne,
The Invisible,
Funky Four + One,
Mo-Dettes,
The Blackbyrds,
The Dave Clark Five,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Happenings,
Flipper,
Scientists,
Ossler,
Can,
Intrusion,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Monks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cheater Slicks,
Roy Ayers,
Connie Case,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Scott Walker,
Iggy Pop,
Ultravox,
Shoche,
Dave Gahan,
Sexual Harrassment,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bush Tetras,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.