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 Barbados and from Manchester.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 güiro 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 Kevin Saunderson 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
China Crisis,
The Standells,
Royal Trux,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gichy Dan,
B.T. Express,
The New Christs,
Sexual Harrassment,
Skaos,
Derrick Morgan,
The Last Poets,
Au Pairs,
Eve St. Jones,
Curtis Mayfield,
Make Up,
Aaron Thompson,
Joe Smooth,
Stereo Dub,
Second Layer,
Grandmaster Flash,
Dorothy Ashby,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Faraquet,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Alison Limerick,
Fat Boys,
The Tremeloes,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eddi Front,
The Move,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Grass Roots,
The Durutti Column,
James White and The Blacks,
Sun Ra,
John Holt,
The Doors,
Reagan Youth,
Tears for Fears,
Leonard Cohen,
JFA,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Flash Fearless,
Nick Fraelich,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Slits,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nirvana,
Mad Mike,
Cecil Taylor,
Pharoah Sanders,
Roxy Music,
Minor Threat,
Todd Rundgren,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Black Flag,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Remains,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.