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 Jamaica and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Radiopuhelimet to the dance 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 The Offenders. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lungfish,
Flipper,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
MC5,
The Doobie Brothers,
Scrapy,
Aloha Tigers,
The Golliwogs,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Outsiders,
Talk Talk,
Negative Approach,
Barbara Tucker,
Tropical Tobacco,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
DJ Sneak,
Sugar Minott,
the Swans,
Icehouse,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kerri Chandler,
Wire,
Lebanon Hanover,
Mr. Review,
Funky Four + One,
Slick Rick,
Y Pants,
Radio Birdman,
Jerry's Kids,
Moss Icon,
Sandy B,
The Trojans,
Henry Cow,
Avey Tare,
Harmonia,
Pulsallama,
FM Einheit,
The Wake,
Kool Moe Dee,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Monks,
cv313,
Alice Coltrane,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nation of Ulysses,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
X-102,
Josef K,
Yusef Lateef,
Neu!,
Pole,
Excepter,
Mark Hollis,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Move,
Crime,
Flash Fearless,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.