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 Gambia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Motions to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terror Squad Feat. Camron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
Piero Umiliani,
Thompson Twins,
Banda Bassotti,
Animal Collective,
UT,
Magma,
K-Klass,
The Fuzztones,
Fear,
Ornette Coleman,
Gastr Del Sol,
Yaz,
The Misunderstood,
Isaac Hayes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cheater Slicks,
Curtis Mayfield,
Boz Scaggs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Blues Magoos,
Amon Düül II,
Main Source,
Infiniti,
Wasted Youth,
OOIOO,
The Divine Comedy,
La Düsseldorf,
Lightning Bolt,
Black Sheep,
the Association,
Graham Central Station,
Matthew Halsall,
The Music Machine,
Joe Smooth,
Black Moon,
AZ,
Roxy Music,
Janne Schatter,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Unrelated Segments,
Angry Samoans,
World's Most,
Lindisfarne,
Dave Gahan,
Whodini,
The Cramps,
the Sonics,
Danielle Patucci,
Kas Product,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Radio Birdman,
Marshall Jefferson,
Arthur Verocai,
The Names,
Lebanon Hanover,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Invisible,
Icehouse,
Minutemen,
The Selecter,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.