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 Tunisia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Mexico City and Bologna.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Yazoo to the rock 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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blues Magoos,
Slave,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
ABBA,
Television Personalities,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Spoonie Gee,
Pylon,
Neil Young,
Y Pants,
Scientists,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Talk Talk,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Tears for Fears,
the Slits,
Wire,
Warsaw,
Au Pairs,
Ronan,
48th St. Collective,
Saccharine Trust,
Piero Umiliani,
F. McDonald,
The Slits,
The Fuzztones,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Gories,
Donald Byrd,
The Leaves,
Suicide,
Scratch Acid,
Delon & Dalcan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Interpol,
Rufus Thomas,
Lakeside,
Camouflage,
Aloha Tigers,
OOIOO,
The Buckinghams,
Unrelated Segments,
Dennis Brown,
the Sonics,
H. Thieme,
Fela Kuti,
The Tremeloes,
10cc,
The Neon Judgement,
Reuben Wilson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Detroit Cobras,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Goldenarms,
The Durutti Column,
Nas,
Joe Smooth,
Thee Headcoats,
Television,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.