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 Barbados and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the guitar 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Faust,
Vainqueur,
The Standells,
Bobby Womack,
Josef K,
Al Stewart,
The Smiths,
Electric Prunes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Moleskins,
Fat Boys,
The Happenings,
Eric Copeland,
Maurizio,
Mantronix,
Agitation Free,
The Dirtbombs,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ralphi Rosario,
Hoover,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Deadbeat,
The Gap Band,
Altered Images,
DNA,
Section 25,
CMW,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Sound,
The Gories,
Soul Sonic Force,
Chris Corsano,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kas Product,
Peter and Kerry,
The Victims,
Avey Tare,
D'Angelo,
Unrelated Segments,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Television,
Amon Düül II,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Raincoats,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Real Kids,
Ohio Players,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Girls At Our Best!,
Minnie Riperton,
the Fania All-Stars,
Althea and Donna,
Lou Reed,
The Dave Clark Five,
John Coltrane,
Yaz,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.