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 Namibia and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jacob Miller to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Easy Going,
Goldenarms,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gil Scott Heron,
La Düsseldorf,
The Offenders,
Average White Band,
Eve St. Jones,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Birthday Party,
Crooked Eye,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Fuzztones,
Little Man,
Danielle Patucci,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Index,
X-Ray Spex,
Circle Jerks,
Agitation Free,
Television Personalities,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dawn Penn,
Schoolly D,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Young Rascals,
Faust,
Joensuu 1685,
Al Stewart,
Mad Mike,
Reuben Wilson,
Procol Harum,
Ultra Naté,
Oneida,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Black Bananas,
The Last Poets,
Zero Boys,
the Human League,
Amon Düül II,
Tom Boy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Aural Exciters,
Johnny Osbourne,
Black Sheep,
Soulsonic Force,
Slave,
Ronnie Foster,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Byron Stingily,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
June of 44,
Pussy Galore,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mr. Review,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Residents,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.