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 Guinea and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 güiro 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 Fat Boys to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deadbeat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sparks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lou Reed,
June of 44,
A Certain Ratio,
Metal Thangz,
Alphaville,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Wire,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Arab on Radar,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Spandau Ballet,
The Techniques,
Gang of Four,
Stereo Dub,
Nas,
Barry Ungar,
John Coltrane,
EPMD,
Mission of Burma,
Ludus,
Crispian St. Peters,
X-Ray Spex,
Barrington Levy,
Gang Green,
Joe Finger,
Jandek,
Infiniti,
Radiopuhelimet,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Todd Terry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Excepter,
Mars,
Neu!,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Agent Orange,
The Walker Brothers,
Peter & Gordon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Saccharine Trust,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Aaron Thompson,
Oblivians,
Amon Düül,
Eric Dolphy,
CMW,
Camberwell Now,
Suicide,
Joy Division,
The Toasters,
Kaleidoscope,
David Axelrod,
kango's stein massive,
Royal Trux,
Peter and Kerry,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.