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 Belgium and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 808 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 Kurtis Blow to the jazz 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 The Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
Joe Smooth,
Albert Ayler,
Kevin Saunderson,
OOIOO,
Easy Going,
Harmonia,
Mark Hollis,
Suburban Knight,
The Stooges,
Gang of Four,
Fatback Band,
Electric Prunes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Dawn Penn,
Tom Boy,
Ken Boothe,
Fluxion,
The Busters,
Chrome,
Fad Gadget,
Whodini,
The Techniques,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Faust,
Kayak,
Con Funk Shun,
Black Flag,
Flash Fearless,
The Slits,
Danielle Patucci,
Negative Approach,
Television,
Gong,
The Electric Prunes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Chris Corsano,
Basic Channel,
Rosa Yemen,
Monks,
Glambeats Corp.,
K-Klass,
Tres Demented,
The Tremeloes,
Procol Harum,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
R.M.O.,
X-102,
Letta Mbulu,
The Standells,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Massinfluence,
Malaria!,
Groovy Waters,
Alison Limerick,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Gang Green,
Mars,
Youth Brigade,
The Five Americans,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.