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 Bolivia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Talk Talk to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin 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 organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tropical Tobacco,
Lee Hazlewood,
Alison Limerick,
Letta Mbulu,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Girls At Our Best!,
Von Mondo,
Delta 5,
Judy Mowatt,
Jeru the Damaja,
Drive Like Jehu,
E-Dancer,
Q65,
New Age Steppers,
Matthew Halsall,
Throbbing Gristle,
Subhumans,
Peter and Kerry,
Thompson Twins,
Gang Green,
Jesper Dahlback,
Derrick May,
Pharoah Sanders,
Soul II Soul,
Silicon Teens,
The Golliwogs,
Brass Construction,
The Busters,
Barrington Levy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Blackbyrds,
Oblivians,
The Searchers,
Crispy Ambulance,
Tomorrow,
Agitation Free,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sandy B,
Minny Pops,
Connie Case,
Tears for Fears,
Lungfish,
Black Sheep,
Nas,
The Smiths,
Porter Ricks,
Interpol,
The Wake,
Infiniti,
Dorothy Ashby,
Circle Jerks,
Funkadelic,
Vainqueur,
Patti Smith,
Ituana,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eric B and Rakim,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Davy DMX,
Mo-Dettes,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.