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 Finland and from Calgary.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mumbai.
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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the sitar 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 Subhumans to the crunk 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 Wally Richardson. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Blossom Toes,
Sound Behaviour,
Sixth Finger,
Jandek,
Quadrant,
The Walker Brothers,
Black Moon,
Eric Copeland,
June Days,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Velvet Underground,
DJ Sneak,
Essential Logic,
Supertramp,
The Last Poets,
Dorothy Ashby,
Dennis Brown,
Aloha Tigers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Victims,
Piero Umiliani,
The Evens,
The Gladiators,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sparks,
B.T. Express,
Siglo XX,
Deakin,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marc Almond,
Ludus,
Mission of Burma,
Morten Harket,
Fela Kuti,
Los Fastidios,
Toni Rubio,
Pagans,
Guru Guru,
Minnie Riperton,
Gang of Four,
Schoolly D,
Japan,
Nation of Ulysses,
Stereo Dub,
Curtis Mayfield,
Soulsonic Force,
Tears for Fears,
Joe Smooth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
CMW,
DNA,
Freddie Wadling,
Joensuu 1685,
EPMD,
The Residents,
The Associates,
The J.B.'s,
Lucky Dragons,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.