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 Korea North and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Pet Shop Boys to the dance 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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Beau Brummels,
Amazonics,
D'Angelo,
Tubeway Army,
Intrusion,
The Smoke,
T.S.O.L.,
Soft Machine,
Supertramp,
Gil Scott Heron,
Television Personalities,
KRS-One,
Livin' Joy,
Brick,
Youth Brigade,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Joensuu 1685,
Jeru the Damaja,
Hashim,
Gong,
Tres Demented,
Gichy Dan,
The Gladiators,
Laurel Aitken,
Masters at Work,
Warsaw,
Sonny Sharrock,
Minnie Riperton,
Wings,
Spoonie Gee,
Can,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Monochrome Set,
The Sonics,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Bar-Kays,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Marine Girls,
Scratch Acid,
La Düsseldorf,
The Residents,
The Moody Blues,
Eli Mardock,
Shuggie Otis,
Bronski Beat,
Junior Murvin,
Maurizio,
Wire,
Tom Boy,
Avey Tare,
Skarface,
Gang Green,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nas,
New Age Steppers,
48th St. Collective,
Swell Maps,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.