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 Antigua and from Johannesburg.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Shanghai.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the guitar 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 Tom Boy 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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
Los Fastidios,
Ten City,
June of 44,
The Gun Club,
Barrington Levy,
The Knickerbockers,
Infiniti,
The Real Kids,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Tomorrow,
Skriet,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Funky Four + One,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fela Kuti,
The Invisible,
Popol Vuh,
Peter & Gordon,
Alice Coltrane,
UT,
The Index,
Rites of Spring,
Von Mondo,
JFA,
Rapeman,
Pylon,
The Vogues,
Sex Pistols,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mantronix,
Public Enemy,
Mad Mike,
Bang On A Can,
Magma,
Lower 48,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gong,
Hot Snakes,
Idris Muhammad,
Underground Resistance,
Shoche,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Trojans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Evens,
Gang of Four,
The Walker Brothers,
48th St. Collective,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Severed Heads,
Pussy Galore,
Bobby Sherman,
The Buckinghams,
Al Stewart,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bad Manners,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.