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 Oman and from Sao Paulo.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 EPMD to the dance 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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners 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 a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hardrive,
Idris Muhammad,
Angry Samoans,
Alice Coltrane,
Pantytec,
Joensuu 1685,
Godley & Creme,
Lungfish,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Black Pus,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sarah Menescal,
Cameo,
Tomorrow,
The Vogues,
Suicide,
Guru Guru,
The Fugs,
Terrestrial Tones,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Thompson Twins,
Essential Logic,
Minny Pops,
Neil Young,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Hasil Adkins,
Tommy Roe,
Drexciya,
Pussy Galore,
Scientists,
Siglo XX,
Shoche,
Mr. Review,
Brand Nubian,
The Names,
The Beau Brummels,
Loose Ends,
F. McDonald,
Soul II Soul,
Nico,
Eve St. Jones,
Trumans Water,
Y Pants,
Country Teasers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Victims,
Wally Richardson,
Albert Ayler,
Das Ding,
Tropical Tobacco,
Eric B and Rakim,
Soulsonic Force,
Q and Not U,
Adolescents,
The Dirtbombs,
Ituana,
The Neon Judgement,
Buzzcocks,
Niagra,
Alphaville,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.