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 Zimbabwe and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Selector Dub Narcotic to the jazz 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 Agent Orange. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator 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 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?
Girls At Our Best!,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Robert Wyatt,
Anthony Braxton,
Grey Daturas,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
PIL,
The Motions,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Angels of Light,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Red Krayola,
Junior Murvin,
Joensuu 1685,
Average White Band,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Gories,
Funky Four + One,
The Moleskins,
Babytalk,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Neil Young,
Suburban Knight,
The Seeds,
The Victims,
Buzzcocks,
JFA,
Kevin Saunderson,
Scott Walker,
Oblivians,
The Cowsills,
Motorama,
Aswad,
Joe Finger,
Skarface,
The Skatalites,
The Sonics,
The Tremeloes,
This Heat,
Steve Hackett,
Nik Kershaw,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Stooges,
The Walker Brothers,
The Dirtbombs,
Groovy Waters,
Quadrant,
Index,
Urselle,
Ornette Coleman,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pantaleimon,
Erykah Badu,
Ludus,
Gichy Dan,
Terry Callier,
Surgeon,
Essential Logic,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bill Near,
Dennis Brown,
Barry Ungar,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.