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 Grenada and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 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 Robert Hood to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fatback Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Supertramp,
Moebius,
Mad Mike,
Dead Boys,
The Techniques,
Leonard Cohen,
The Neon Judgement,
Bobby Sherman,
Kurtis Blow,
Arthur Verocai,
Franke,
The Cowsills,
John Foxx,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Buckinghams,
Minutemen,
T.S.O.L.,
The Electric Prunes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Chris & Cosey,
Radiopuhelimet,
D'Angelo,
Fugazi,
Brand Nubian,
Piero Umiliani,
Swell Maps,
The Skatalites,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Zapp,
Malaria!,
Gang Green,
Technova,
Monolake,
Q and Not U,
Rotary Connection,
Funkadelic,
Moss Icon,
Visage,
Main Source,
Man Parrish,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Peter and Kerry,
Babytalk,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
These Immortal Souls,
Pet Shop Boys,
Don Cherry,
Flipper,
Delta 5,
Fear,
Sam Rivers,
Bill Near,
Aloha Tigers,
Mars,
The Five Americans,
Sex Pistols,
Guru Guru,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.