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 Argentina and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 arpeggiator 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 Hashim to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 the Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron 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 guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
Mark Hollis,
The Count Five,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Model 500,
Hardrive,
Minor Threat,
Crooked Eye,
Fugazi,
Young Marble Giants,
Bobby Womack,
Stereo Dub,
Quantec,
Jeff Lynne,
Saccharine Trust,
Alice Coltrane,
Rhythm & Sound,
Harry Pussy,
Jawbox,
Toni Rubio,
James White and The Blacks,
Lucky Dragons,
Marvin Gaye,
Bad Manners,
The Blues Magoos,
Black Flag,
The Happenings,
H. Thieme,
Pylon,
Niagra,
Todd Rundgren,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Main Source,
Electric Prunes,
John Cale,
The Kinks,
JFA,
Althea and Donna,
Anakelly,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Flesh Eaters,
Roger Hodgson,
Outsiders,
Skarface,
Amon Düül,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Soft Cell,
Matthew Halsall,
Cymande,
Rod Modell,
Yazoo,
Banda Bassotti,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bang On A Can,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Erasure,
Jeff Mills,
The Moleskins,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.