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 Gabon and from Toronto.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 sitar 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 Gang Green to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T. Rex,
Suburban Knight,
Donald Byrd,
Black Moon,
Eli Mardock,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ituana,
Faraquet,
Joyce Sims,
Oblivians,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Magazine,
Johnny Osbourne,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pantytec,
Pylon,
Juan Atkins,
Scott Walker,
Grey Daturas,
The J.B.'s,
Avey Tare,
Yellowson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Shuggie Otis,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fela Kuti,
Morten Harket,
Danielle Patucci,
Yusef Lateef,
La Düsseldorf,
Cluster,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Michelle Simonal,
Interpol,
Patti Smith,
Black Flag,
Duran Duran,
Chris & Cosey,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Little Man,
The Seeds,
Youth Brigade,
Surgeon,
The Black Dice,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rufus Thomas,
The Zeros,
Hot Snakes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Cramps,
David Bowie,
Freddie Wadling,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Human League,
Theoretical Girls,
OOIOO,
Smog,
Eric Dolphy,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.