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 Korea North and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 The Misunderstood to the grime 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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Kas Product,
Nick Fraelich,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bobby Sherman,
Johnny Clarke,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Joe Smooth,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gang of Four,
Stetsasonic,
Parry Music,
The Happenings,
Ossler,
Dark Day,
Babytalk,
Alison Limerick,
David McCallum,
Neu!,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Roy Ayers,
Rotary Connection,
Boz Scaggs,
The Cowsills,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Man Eating Sloth,
Scion,
Unrelated Segments,
Kevin Saunderson,
Slick Rick,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Peter and Kerry,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Wire,
Ponytail,
Colin Newman,
Dual Sessions,
Black Pus,
Blake Baxter,
Youth Brigade,
Excepter,
Nas,
Dennis Brown,
Eddi Front,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Joey Negro,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Masters at Work,
Juan Atkins,
Whodini,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ash Ra Tempel,
LL Cool J,
Aloha Tigers,
Index,
Don Cherry,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Grass Roots,
Slave,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.