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 South Africa and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the organ 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 Alphaville to the crunk 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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar 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 chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
The Remains,
Vladislav Delay,
The Index,
Judy Mowatt,
Oblivians,
Jawbox,
the Sonics,
Barrington Levy,
Can,
The Searchers,
Black Sheep,
The Stooges,
Little Man,
Surgeon,
Bill Wells,
Jerry's Kids,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Piero Umiliani,
DJ Style,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Harmonia,
The Moleskins,
Althea and Donna,
Heaven 17,
Kaleidoscope,
Deadbeat,
In Retrospect,
Max Romeo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rod Modell,
Todd Terry,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Unwound,
Danielle Patucci,
Y Pants,
David Axelrod,
Howard Jones,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Livin' Joy,
The Electric Prunes,
Alison Limerick,
Jeff Mills,
Arcadia,
Sex Pistols,
F. McDonald,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Wire,
OOIOO,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Peter and Kerry,
Graham Central Station,
D'Angelo,
Marshall Jefferson,
Saccharine Trust,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Association,
Godley & Creme,
Whodini,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Amazonics,
Young Marble Giants,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.