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 Iceland and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin 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 Cal Tjader to the funk 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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin 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 synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Underground Resistance,
X-Ray Spex,
The Monks,
The Blackbyrds,
Rod Modell,
Jeru the Damaja,
Crash Course in Science,
Saccharine Trust,
Suburban Knight,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scientists,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Henry Cow,
Brand Nubian,
Eve St. Jones,
Roxy Music,
Arthur Verocai,
The Dirtbombs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Soulsonic Force,
Malaria!,
David Bowie,
Stereo Dub,
June of 44,
Minnie Riperton,
LL Cool J,
The Birthday Party,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lalo Schifrin,
Girls At Our Best!,
T. Rex,
The Standells,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Seeds,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
EPMD,
The Slits,
Jeff Lynne,
Joe Finger,
Minor Threat,
Soft Cell,
The Fall,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mars,
Television,
Pantytec,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Alphaville,
Moebius,
Flash Fearless,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Electric Prunes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Archie Shepp,
The Stooges,
Graham Central Station,
Urselle,
Spoonie Gee,
Warren Ellis,
Fela Kuti,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.