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 Taiwan and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro 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 Patti Smith to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All The American Breed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
The Litter,
Stetsasonic,
Black Moon,
The Gun Club,
June Days,
Trumans Water,
Fatback Band,
Mantronix,
Warren Ellis,
The Fortunes,
Pylon,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Eric Copeland,
Swans,
The Five Americans,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Hardrive,
Juan Atkins,
Ornette Coleman,
Ken Boothe,
Sound Behaviour,
World's Most,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Grass Roots,
Neu!,
Siglo XX,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Qualms,
The Slackers,
Heaven 17,
OOIOO,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Selecter,
Howard Jones,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Joe Finger,
Andrew Hill,
Eli Mardock,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Maleditus Sound,
The Moody Blues,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alton Ellis,
Roy Ayers,
L. Decosne,
Nirvana,
The Barracudas,
The Count Five,
Whodini,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Graham Central Station,
The Angels of Light,
Joe Smooth,
the Fania All-Stars,
Niagra,
Minny Pops,
Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson.
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.