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 India and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Grandmaster Flash to the jazz 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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra 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 a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Delta 5,
Reagan Youth,
Toni Rubio,
Danielle Patucci,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dual Sessions,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Joey Negro,
The Doors,
The Dead C,
Dennis Brown,
PIL,
Sixth Finger,
Joy Division,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Simply Red,
Aural Exciters,
Prince Buster,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Saints,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Hoover,
The Cramps,
Second Layer,
Jandek,
Make Up,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gregory Isaacs,
Spandau Ballet,
David Axelrod,
D'Angelo,
The Zeros,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
June of 44,
Scan 7,
The Sonics,
Max Romeo,
Andrew Hill,
The Fire Engines,
Reuben Wilson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bluetip,
the Fania All-Stars,
Marcia Griffiths,
Royal Trux,
The Blackbyrds,
Organ,
Sly & The Family Stone,
New Age Steppers,
Eddi Front,
ABBA,
Terrestrial Tones,
Stereo Dub,
Robert Hood,
Faraquet,
Wasted Youth,
Neu!,
Black Flag,
Outsiders,
Amon Düül II,
Arcadia,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.