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 Barbados and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 synthesizer 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the disco 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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 harpsichord 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 guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
The Monks,
David McCallum,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Doobie Brothers,
Schoolly D,
Kayak,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Steve Hackett,
Todd Terry,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Depeche Mode,
The Victims,
The Trojans,
The Fire Engines,
Ultra Naté,
Joyce Sims,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
T. Rex,
Joensuu 1685,
Second Layer,
Lee Hazlewood,
Eden Ahbez,
The Sound,
Fear,
Porter Ricks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Tim Buckley,
Alice Coltrane,
Don Cherry,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Icehouse,
Toni Rubio,
Ituana,
Urselle,
Judy Mowatt,
Massinfluence,
Essential Logic,
Idris Muhammad,
Bobby Womack,
Jacob Miller,
Au Pairs,
The Doors,
Main Source,
Mantronix,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Siglo XX,
New Age Steppers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Eddi Front,
cv313,
Blake Baxter,
Trumans Water,
Popol Vuh,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cluster,
Inner City,
Lou Christie,
Arcadia,
Unrelated Segments,
Minnie Riperton,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.