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 Ukraine and from Salvador.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 Gong to the rock 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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nirvana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
The Pop Group,
Alice Coltrane,
James White and The Blacks,
Quantec,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Hashim,
Robert Görl,
Pylon,
The Dave Clark Five,
Yusef Lateef,
Model 500,
The Victims,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pagans,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cymande,
Rotary Connection,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Offenders,
Silicon Teens,
Darondo,
The Tremeloes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Graham Central Station,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gang Starr,
Robert Hood,
Roy Ayers,
Sandy B,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
JFA,
KRS-One,
Gregory Isaacs,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Skarface,
The Shadows of Knight,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Brick,
Negative Approach,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Derrick Morgan,
Fugazi,
Nico,
The Misunderstood,
Bobby Sherman,
X-101,
Marmalade,
Gichy Dan,
Porter Ricks,
Soft Cell,
Rhythm & Sound,
Traffic Nightmare,
John Lydon,
Soft Machine,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Wire,
The Searchers,
DJ Sneak,
Sister Nancy,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.