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 Ethiopia and from Johannesburg.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Fugs to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions 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?
Todd Rundgren,
Excepter,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Mandrill,
Parry Music,
Quantec,
Wally Richardson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pet Shop Boys,
Curtis Mayfield,
David Axelrod,
Ronan,
Fela Kuti,
Amazonics,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sonic Youth,
Kurtis Blow,
Pere Ubu,
Eli Mardock,
Pussy Galore,
Robert Hood,
The Grass Roots,
Chrome,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Skatalites,
Soulsonic Force,
Thompson Twins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Circle Jerks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Motions,
Delon & Dalcan,
Suicide,
Radiopuhelimet,
Derrick Morgan,
Funkadelic,
Eurythmics,
the Normal,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bobby Womack,
Ituana,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ken Boothe,
Bush Tetras,
Faraquet,
Chris & Cosey,
the Human League,
The Selecter,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Mary Jane Girls,
Little Man,
Royal Trux,
The Pretty Things,
Peter and Kerry,
Banda Bassotti,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Brand Nubian,
X-Ray Spex,
Judy Mowatt,
The Moody Blues,
Young Marble Giants,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.