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 Palau and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and New York.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Derrick Morgan to the rap 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All Girls At Our Best! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terror Squad Feat. Camron 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
Soulsonic Force,
Eric Dolphy,
Ludus,
The Detroit Cobras,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Flamin' Groovies,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Evens,
Toni Rubio,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Saccharine Trust,
Aaron Thompson,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Techniques,
Minnie Riperton,
Fatback Band,
Cymande,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Faust,
Mr. Review,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Stooges,
Zero Boys,
The Sound,
Throbbing Gristle,
Masters at Work,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jimmy McGriff,
Tres Demented,
Rhythm & Sound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ornette Coleman,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ten City,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Skatalites,
The Electric Prunes,
Pole,
B.T. Express,
Donald Byrd,
The Mummies,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
James White and The Blacks,
Mandrill,
Alison Limerick,
Sällskapet,
Nick Fraelich,
Alice Coltrane,
E-Dancer,
Banda Bassotti,
Suburban Knight,
Symarip,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Hardrive,
Youth Brigade,
John Cale,
Wally Richardson,
Bad Manners,
Shuggie Otis,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.