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 Bahrain and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Modern Lovers to the techno 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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All The Angels of Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Gories,
Camouflage,
Mad Mike,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Slits,
Matthew Bourne,
Eli Mardock,
The Shadows of Knight,
Faraquet,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Graham Central Station,
Sun City Girls,
Absolute Body Control,
Underground Resistance,
Ice-T,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kayak,
Terry Callier,
Simply Red,
Circle Jerks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Organ,
Eddi Front,
Joy Division,
Royal Trux,
Arthur Verocai,
Altered Images,
Section 25,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Echospace,
Heaven 17,
Isaac Hayes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Audionom,
Nick Fraelich,
Eric Copeland,
The Electric Prunes,
New Age Steppers,
Kas Product,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Hardrive,
Amon Düül II,
The Dirtbombs,
Monks,
Fatback Band,
Negative Approach,
Rotary Connection,
Tres Demented,
Khruangbin,
kango's stein massive,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cheater Slicks,
Ten City,
Whodini,
The Invisible,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Severed Heads,
Thompson Twins,
June of 44,
Bobby Womack,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.