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 East Timor and from Beijing.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 harpsichord 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 Albert Ayler to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum 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 arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Intrusion,
Jacob Miller,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jawbox,
Throbbing Gristle,
Animal Collective,
Pulsallama,
Von Mondo,
The Buckinghams,
The Moleskins,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Amon Düül II,
Roxette,
Hot Snakes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Piero Umiliani,
Section 25,
Gang Starr,
The Raincoats,
Spandau Ballet,
The Fortunes,
Absolute Body Control,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rosa Yemen,
ABC,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Hasil Adkins,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Yazoo,
Boogie Down Productions,
Basic Channel,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Procol Harum,
Rufus Thomas,
Angry Samoans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lungfish,
Stiv Bators,
Gabor Szabo,
Yellowson,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Q65,
The Martian,
Sex Pistols,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Charles Mingus,
Funkadelic,
Interpol,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Swans,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Mummies,
New Age Steppers,
Brand Nubian,
Matthew Bourne,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.