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 Nepal and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eve St. Jones,
Aaron Thompson,
Parry Music,
Cymande,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Theoretical Girls,
The Fortunes,
Man Parrish,
Yusef Lateef,
Lungfish,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sight & Sound,
Echospace,
Scratch Acid,
Bush Tetras,
Rakim,
Quadrant,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Residents,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lalann,
David Bowie,
Rapeman,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bob Dylan,
Todd Rundgren,
Sun Ra,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Skaos,
Stiv Bators,
Hashim,
MC5,
The Skatalites,
Derrick Morgan,
Lou Reed,
Q and Not U,
The Music Machine,
Tres Demented,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Technova,
Metal Thangz,
Godley & Creme,
The J.B.'s,
Flamin' Groovies,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Carl Craig,
Inner City,
Scan 7,
Surgeon,
The Dirtbombs,
Vainqueur,
Man Eating Sloth,
Cheater Slicks,
Sexual Harrassment,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eric Copeland,
Con Funk Shun,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.