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 Mozambique and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Q and Not U to the rap 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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro 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 guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
Anthony Braxton,
Leonard Cohen,
Skarface,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sixth Finger,
Outsiders,
Country Teasers,
Jandek,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Curtis Mayfield,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
These Immortal Souls,
Althea and Donna,
Minutemen,
The American Breed,
Blancmange,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Saints,
the Association,
Gichy Dan,
Rotary Connection,
Stereo Dub,
World's Most,
Lee Hazlewood,
Goldenarms,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Doobie Brothers,
Soul II Soul,
Minnie Riperton,
Nils Olav,
Janne Schatter,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ten City,
The Gap Band,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Porter Ricks,
New York Dolls,
Kayak,
Clear Light,
The Mummies,
Japan,
Amon Düül II,
The Toasters,
Procol Harum,
Lakeside,
Neil Young,
Neu!,
Echospace,
Roger Hodgson,
Gil Scott Heron,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lou Christie,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sexual Harrassment,
Marc Almond,
Grey Daturas,
Josef K,
Kaleidoscope,
Agitation Free,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.