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 Cape Verde and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Qualms to the disco 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 Blackbyrds. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible 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 grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron 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 chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
Wire,
Rekid,
The Wake,
Nirvana,
the Slits,
Audionom,
Black Bananas,
Wolf Eyes,
Kerri Chandler,
Barbara Tucker,
Organ,
Eurythmics,
Massinfluence,
Excepter,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Half Japanese,
Sex Pistols,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jacques Brel,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Amon Düül,
Bill Near,
Johnny Clarke,
John Holt,
JFA,
Urselle,
Judy Mowatt,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Young Rascals,
Matthew Bourne,
kango's stein massive,
Andrew Hill,
Alice Coltrane,
Faraquet,
CMW,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ten City,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ronnie Foster,
Darondo,
Joyce Sims,
Inner City,
The Blues Magoos,
Rosa Yemen,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Iggy Pop,
Brick,
K-Klass,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rites of Spring,
Bob Dylan,
Jawbox,
Deakin,
Ice-T,
Radiohead,
The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke.
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.