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 India and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manila.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the 808 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 Unrelated Segments to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Skaos,
Sarah Menescal,
The Raincoats,
The Searchers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Arthur Verocai,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Funkadelic,
Pole,
Quando Quango,
Audionom,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Cameo,
the Germs,
Iggy Pop,
Gang of Four,
Tropical Tobacco,
U.S. Maple,
The Remains,
Nik Kershaw,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Frankie Knuckles,
Marvin Gaye,
Kas Product,
MC5,
The Zeros,
Monks,
Alton Ellis,
Johnny Clarke,
New York Dolls,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Toasters,
This Heat,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Aswad,
Colin Newman,
The Fuzztones,
New Age Steppers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Deadbeat,
Los Fastidios,
Junior Murvin,
The Alarm Clocks,
Cecil Taylor,
Ituana,
Yazoo,
Technova,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jesper Dahlback,
Godley & Creme,
Avey Tare,
Jawbox,
Sun City Girls,
The Fire Engines,
Goldenarms,
The Happenings,
The Monks,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.