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 Colombia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Janne Schatter to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
John Holt,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Yusef Lateef,
Laurel Aitken,
Ohio Players,
Gang Starr,
Bobby Womack,
Black Moon,
Harmonia,
Pole,
The Smiths,
Hoover,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Neon Judgement,
Cal Tjader,
Half Japanese,
Pussy Galore,
Unwound,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Section 25,
New York Dolls,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lebanon Hanover,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Birthday Party,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Eve St. Jones,
Arab on Radar,
The Mojo Men,
Loose Ends,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Funkadelic,
Brand Nubian,
Grandmaster Flash,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Joyce Sims,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
One Last Wish,
Aloha Tigers,
Hardrive,
Aswad,
Ultra Naté,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Victims,
Groovy Waters,
Nico,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
a-ha,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Youth Brigade,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Grauzone,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mantronix,
Barbara Tucker,
Moby Grape,
Malaria!,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.