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 Nigeria and from Paris.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Rhythm & Sound to the funk 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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barry Ungar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro 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 synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Todd Rundgren,
Roy Ayers,
The Skatalites,
Goldenarms,
Kayak,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Saints,
The Real Kids,
DJ Sneak,
The Cowsills,
The Slits,
Stetsasonic,
Dave Gahan,
The Count Five,
Soft Cell,
Soft Machine,
Erasure,
Mission of Burma,
Joensuu 1685,
Duran Duran,
The Black Dice,
Slave,
Ralphi Rosario,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jimmy McGriff,
Matthew Halsall,
The Fall,
Swell Maps,
The Pop Group,
The Shadows of Knight,
Das Ding,
The Martian,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Red Krayola,
MDC,
Mad Mike,
The Sonics,
Eric B and Rakim,
Hoover,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jeff Mills,
Alice Coltrane,
Ronnie Foster,
Vladislav Delay,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Circle Jerks,
Terrestrial Tones,
Crooked Eye,
Qualms,
Barrington Levy,
The Motions,
F. McDonald,
Q and Not U,
Amon Düül II,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Tres Demented,
Bobby Sherman,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Mojo Men,
Minor Threat,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Offenders,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.