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 Mauritius and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Janne Schatter to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer 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 a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kaleidoscope,
Hardrive,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bronski Beat,
Joe Smooth,
Iggy Pop,
8 Eyed Spy,
Symarip,
Danielle Patucci,
Metal Thangz,
Gang Starr,
Model 500,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Outsiders,
Sam Rivers,
Camberwell Now,
R.M.O.,
Pylon,
Sällskapet,
Black Moon,
Albert Ayler,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fluxion,
Scientists,
the Normal,
Erasure,
Alton Ellis,
Marcia Griffiths,
Aural Exciters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gil Scott Heron,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Das Ding,
Cybotron,
The Invisible,
Mr. Review,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fat Boys,
Althea and Donna,
Jeff Mills,
Graham Central Station,
Underground Resistance,
Sex Pistols,
Soft Cell,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gang Green,
X-102,
The Birthday Party,
The Techniques,
Skriet,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Don Cherry,
MC5,
Susan Cadogan,
Motorama,
Cymande,
Buzzcocks,
Matthew Bourne,
Dave Gahan,
Scion,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.