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 Estonia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 Funky Four + One to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Rufus Thomas. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Ohio Players,
Howard Jones,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Toasters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Young Marble Giants,
Tommy Roe,
Little Man,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Maleditus Sound,
Dennis Brown,
DJ Sneak,
Infiniti,
the Soft Cell,
The Electric Prunes,
Dawn Penn,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Tim Buckley,
Fugazi,
Oblivians,
Gil Scott Heron,
Japan,
David Bowie,
Aural Exciters,
The Invisible,
Stockholm Monsters,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Moody Blues,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Mummies,
Half Japanese,
Sällskapet,
Duran Duran,
Nas,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Iggy Pop,
Pet Shop Boys,
Henry Cow,
Marc Almond,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dorothy Ashby,
Model 500,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Cal Tjader,
Spandau Ballet,
Dual Sessions,
Mars,
OOIOO,
Mo-Dettes,
Shuggie Otis,
Bush Tetras,
Qualms,
Alison Limerick,
Pierre Henry,
Jeff Mills,
Gichy Dan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Crispian St. Peters,
Minor Threat,
The Last Poets,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.