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 Chile and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Stockholm.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the guitar 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 E-Dancer to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Radiohead,
The Count Five,
Rites of Spring,
Section 25,
Blossom Toes,
Peter & Gordon,
Dark Day,
The Fire Engines,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
LL Cool J,
John Coltrane,
Ten City,
Tropical Tobacco,
DJ Style,
Aloha Tigers,
DJ Sneak,
Nik Kershaw,
Ornette Coleman,
Curtis Mayfield,
Aaron Thompson,
Thompson Twins,
Amon Düül,
Don Cherry,
Excepter,
U.S. Maple,
The Mummies,
Jeff Mills,
Sixth Finger,
Funkadelic,
The Toasters,
Scrapy,
MDC,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sun City Girls,
Camouflage,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lebanon Hanover,
Negative Approach,
Bobby Womack,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barrington Levy,
The Techniques,
The Alarm Clocks,
Roxy Music,
The Gap Band,
Royal Trux,
Marshall Jefferson,
Man Parrish,
Talk Talk,
Yusef Lateef,
Public Image Ltd.,
Byron Stingily,
Stetsasonic,
Masters at Work,
Mark Hollis,
kango's stein massive,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.