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 Iran and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 harpsichord 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 Marshall Jefferson to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brick,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Stiv Bators,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bootsy Collins,
The Tremeloes,
Sam Rivers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Fugs,
Delta 5,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jimmy McGriff,
8 Eyed Spy,
Aswad,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Nas,
The Remains,
Easy Going,
The Walker Brothers,
The Buckinghams,
The Sound,
Barry Ungar,
Aloha Tigers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rotary Connection,
The Martian,
Skarface,
Japan,
Chris Corsano,
The Toasters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Connie Case,
Kurtis Blow,
Bill Near,
Don Cherry,
John Cale,
Inner City,
48th St. Collective,
Yellowson,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Barracudas,
Grandmaster Flash,
Icehouse,
Mad Mike,
Rites of Spring,
Liliput,
Tears for Fears,
Rapeman,
Boredoms,
D'Angelo,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Throbbing Gristle,
Al Stewart,
Minny Pops,
E-Dancer,
Sugar Minott,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.