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 Thailand and from Accra.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Parry Music to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Holt 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer 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 chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
The Moleskins,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Joe Smooth,
Pet Shop Boys,
CMW,
Aswad,
Schoolly D,
Ken Boothe,
The Searchers,
Roger Hodgson,
Janne Schatter,
New Order,
Faraquet,
Essential Logic,
Kurtis Blow,
The Toasters,
Tears for Fears,
Easy Going,
H. Thieme,
The Offenders,
The Raincoats,
Lungfish,
Soulsonic Force,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
June of 44,
Ronnie Foster,
JFA,
The Associates,
Kool Moe Dee,
Barry Ungar,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Country Teasers,
The Slackers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Cymande,
Eve St. Jones,
Juan Atkins,
Popol Vuh,
Cheater Slicks,
Jeff Lynne,
Mandrill,
Nick Fraelich,
Grandmaster Flash,
Boz Scaggs,
Isaac Hayes,
Barbara Tucker,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Todd Terry,
Tubeway Army,
kango's stein massive,
Surgeon,
Boredoms,
Carl Craig,
Siglo XX,
Cal Tjader,
Nas,
Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day.
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.