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 Belgium and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 linndrum 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 Guru Guru to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Yusef Lateef,
The Smiths,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
John Cale,
Camouflage,
Yaz,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Whodini,
Laurel Aitken,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Skatalites,
Josef K,
Brass Construction,
Stetsasonic,
Sun Ra,
The Blues Magoos,
The Young Rascals,
The Monks,
Swell Maps,
The Stooges,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Malaria!,
DJ Sneak,
H. Thieme,
Rites of Spring,
Cymande,
Brothers Johnson,
Scratch Acid,
Toni Rubio,
Altered Images,
The Star Department,
Guru Guru,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Judy Mowatt,
Animal Collective,
Babytalk,
Barry Ungar,
The Golliwogs,
Nico,
Robert Wyatt,
Max Romeo,
The Doobie Brothers,
Arthur Verocai,
Maurizio,
Aaron Thompson,
Organ,
Angry Samoans,
Spandau Ballet,
Crash Course in Science,
The Grass Roots,
48th St. Collective,
Davy DMX,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sonny Sharrock,
Neu!,
Index,
Crispy Ambulance,
Unrelated Segments,
Juan Atkins,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.