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 Benin and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rapeman to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All T.S.O.L. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar 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 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Letta Mbulu,
Jerry's Kids,
Danielle Patucci,
Slick Rick,
Lou Reed,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nas,
Mandrill,
Eric Copeland,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Susan Cadogan,
the Bar-Kays,
Scan 7,
Dawn Penn,
Joe Finger,
Gang Starr,
Ice-T,
Rekid,
Grauzone,
Erasure,
The Residents,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Black Pus,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Yusef Lateef,
Jeff Mills,
Shuggie Otis,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Moby Grape,
Kerrie Biddell,
DNA,
The American Breed,
Grandmaster Flash,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Deadbeat,
The Motions,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Count Five,
A Certain Ratio,
R.M.O.,
Arcadia,
Faust,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sparks,
Royal Trux,
Eli Mardock,
L. Decosne,
Alice Coltrane,
Nick Fraelich,
Thompson Twins,
These Immortal Souls,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Heaven 17,
The Busters,
Sun Ra,
Sonny Sharrock,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.