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 Singapore and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sonic Youth to the jazz 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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Y Pants,
The Young Rascals,
Sugar Minott,
Lower 48,
Ponytail,
Andrew Hill,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Smiths,
Throbbing Gristle,
Thompson Twins,
Tres Demented,
Sight & Sound,
Crime,
Au Pairs,
The Cowsills,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Moby Grape,
Kevin Saunderson,
Yusef Lateef,
the Sonics,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
LL Cool J,
the Human League,
The Tremeloes,
Blossom Toes,
Mantronix,
The Beau Brummels,
Crash Course in Science,
JFA,
Lee Hazlewood,
Urselle,
Derrick Morgan,
Eve St. Jones,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Seeds,
Archie Shepp,
Rod Modell,
Bootsy Collins,
OOIOO,
Grey Daturas,
Arab on Radar,
Can,
Circle Jerks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ultimate Spinach,
Deepchord,
Brothers Johnson,
Sällskapet,
Erykah Badu,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Glenn Branca,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kerri Chandler,
Blancmange,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Banda Bassotti,
The Saints,
48th St. Collective,
Panda Bear,
Cal Tjader,
the Germs,
Judy Mowatt,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.