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 Taiwan and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 spring reverb 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 Rakim to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Reagan Youth,
The Standells,
Gang Starr,
The Sonics,
Jimmy McGriff,
Zero Boys,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sarah Menescal,
Reuben Wilson,
Pantaleimon,
The Human League,
Surgeon,
Mad Mike,
Lalo Schifrin,
a-ha,
Spoonie Gee,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Wake,
Brothers Johnson,
Amon Düül II,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Camouflage,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nik Kershaw,
Barrington Levy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Stetsasonic,
Crooked Eye,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ornette Coleman,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Vainqueur,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Amazonics,
Unwound,
Loose Ends,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Misunderstood,
Alice Coltrane,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jeru the Damaja,
Nils Olav,
Aaron Thompson,
the Germs,
New Order,
Joy Division,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
D'Angelo,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Cowsills,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Birthday Party,
Country Joe & The Fish,
X-101,
Robert Hood,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.