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 New Zealand and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo to the rap 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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Althea and Donna,
Nick Fraelich,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
World's Most,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Sound,
Theoretical Girls,
Aural Exciters,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Parry Music,
The Divine Comedy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Siglo XX,
Jacques Brel,
Hasil Adkins,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jacob Miller,
The Walker Brothers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Goldenarms,
the Normal,
Little Man,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Camberwell Now,
Arab on Radar,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
New York Dolls,
Brick,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Janne Schatter,
Rakim,
Rites of Spring,
The Invisible,
DJ Style,
Intrusion,
Von Mondo,
The Velvet Underground,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ten City,
Los Fastidios,
Shoche,
Marmalade,
Blake Baxter,
Eric Dolphy,
The Offenders,
Deadbeat,
David Bowie,
Guru Guru,
Lalo Schifrin,
ABC,
Royal Trux,
Altered Images,
The Golliwogs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Q65,
Tres Demented,
Anakelly,
Clear Light,
Ponytail,
Joe Smooth,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.