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 Fiji and from Shanghai.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fluxion to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a theremin 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 harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Don Cherry,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bootsy Collins,
Talk Talk,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bronski Beat,
DNA,
Moby Grape,
New Age Steppers,
10cc,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Roy Ayers,
Theoretical Girls,
The Monochrome Set,
The Doors,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Khruangbin,
Black Flag,
Alice Coltrane,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Index,
MC5,
Drive Like Jehu,
Banda Bassotti,
Smog,
Joy Division,
Minutemen,
Agitation Free,
Public Image Ltd.,
Donny Hathaway,
Connie Case,
Dennis Brown,
Mission of Burma,
Brass Construction,
Groovy Waters,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kurtis Blow,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Index,
The Victims,
Pagans,
H. Thieme,
Hoover,
Thompson Twins,
Josef K,
Goldenarms,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Residents,
Laurel Aitken,
Flipper,
The Grass Roots,
Davy DMX,
Yusef Lateef,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Warren Ellis,
EPMD,
the Swans,
Lalann,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
U.S. Maple,
Hasil Adkins,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.