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 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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Trumans Water to the rap 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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
Groovy Waters,
Pantytec,
Chris & Cosey,
the Bar-Kays,
The Toasters,
Public Enemy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cecil Taylor,
Tommy Roe,
Marvin Gaye,
The Divine Comedy,
The Electric Prunes,
Blossom Toes,
Oneida,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Man Parrish,
The United States of America,
Sun City Girls,
Urselle,
DJ Sneak,
Peter & Gordon,
John Lydon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mad Mike,
Half Japanese,
Slave,
Janne Schatter,
Alice Coltrane,
The Mummies,
Kevin Saunderson,
World's Most,
Robert Wyatt,
Jacob Miller,
T.S.O.L.,
Sam Rivers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Pretty Things,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Magazine,
Crooked Eye,
Sparks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Peter and Kerry,
Nik Kershaw,
Marmalade,
Technova,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Royal Trux,
Archie Shepp,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Velvet Underground,
the Soft Cell,
Flamin' Groovies,
Television,
Kas Product,
Davy DMX,
The Invisible,
Reagan Youth,
Michelle Simonal,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.