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 Cameroon and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 snare 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 EPMD to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Godley & Creme,
Tears for Fears,
Donald Byrd,
Alison Limerick,
Eric Copeland,
Lightning Bolt,
Agitation Free,
Sun Ra,
The Trojans,
Black Moon,
Steve Hackett,
This Heat,
Electric Prunes,
Eve St. Jones,
Al Stewart,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Surgeon,
New Age Steppers,
ABBA,
Neu!,
The Moleskins,
One Last Wish,
The Standells,
Talk Talk,
Brand Nubian,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Faraquet,
D'Angelo,
Motorama,
Mars,
Average White Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lebanon Hanover,
Todd Rundgren,
The Wake,
Stereo Dub,
The Remains,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Seeds,
Curtis Mayfield,
Marshall Jefferson,
Boredoms,
Wings,
Audionom,
The Fugs,
Sonic Youth,
David Bowie,
Franke,
Lalann,
Pharoah Sanders,
Skaos,
Barrington Levy,
Reuben Wilson,
Rotary Connection,
Wally Richardson,
Massinfluence,
Animal Collective,
Altered Images,
Camouflage,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.