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 Albania and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Los Fastidios,
Con Funk Shun,
Barrington Levy,
Audionom,
Moss Icon,
T.S.O.L.,
Joyce Sims,
Mr. Review,
Lou Reed,
X-Ray Spex,
The Red Krayola,
Marmalade,
The Litter,
Lyres,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Star Department,
Section 25,
Ronan,
David Axelrod,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Isaac Hayes,
Kaleidoscope,
Freddie Wadling,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Fad Gadget,
Deadbeat,
Subhumans,
Monolake,
Rufus Thomas,
Niagra,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Supertramp,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Evens,
Scrapy,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Count Five,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Fire Engines,
cv313,
Jimmy McGriff,
Delon & Dalcan,
Deakin,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Slackers,
Thompson Twins,
Lakeside,
Mandrill,
Nick Fraelich,
Ultra Naté,
Gong,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Hasil Adkins,
Wolf Eyes,
Andrew Hill,
Glenn Branca,
Yusef Lateef,
Alton Ellis,
The Birthday Party,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.