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 Guinea-Bissau and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Donny Hathaway to the punk 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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Country Joe & The Fish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 808 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 oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gun Club,
The Smiths,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Tim Buckley,
Mandrill,
Funkadelic,
Neil Young,
Grey Daturas,
Guru Guru,
The Buckinghams,
Lungfish,
Drexciya,
The Gladiators,
The Techniques,
Stetsasonic,
Parry Music,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Stooges,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Marcia Griffiths,
Barbara Tucker,
The Mummies,
Fugazi,
Y Pants,
Severed Heads,
Stiv Bators,
Half Japanese,
The Vogues,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Echospace,
Bluetip,
Camouflage,
Girls At Our Best!,
E-Dancer,
Pulsallama,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lindisfarne,
Hashim,
Rod Modell,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lalann,
Flash Fearless,
Ronan,
Peter and Kerry,
Chris & Cosey,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cymande,
Jerry's Kids,
Country Teasers,
CMW,
Donny Hathaway,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
June of 44,
Harry Pussy,
Oneida,
The Real Kids,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Silicon Teens,
Wasted Youth,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.