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 Serbia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 D'Angelo to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound 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 '70s 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 DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Sun Ra,
the Human League,
Wings,
Blossom Toes,
X-Ray Spex,
The Fire Engines,
Hashim,
The Fall,
Bad Manners,
Tommy Roe,
Sun City Girls,
Bronski Beat,
the Bar-Kays,
Vainqueur,
Sam Rivers,
Eden Ahbez,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kayak,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Velvet Underground,
Thompson Twins,
Goldenarms,
FM Einheit,
Lindisfarne,
Black Sheep,
Soft Cell,
MC5,
Magma,
Sugar Minott,
Roger Hodgson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Flash Fearless,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Electric Prunes,
Nation of Ulysses,
Tears for Fears,
Scientists,
Jerry Gold Smith,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Robert Hood,
Hasil Adkins,
Skaos,
Alton Ellis,
This Heat,
Max Romeo,
Intrusion,
Basic Channel,
Flipper,
Joe Finger,
Derrick May,
K-Klass,
MDC,
Drexciya,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Khruangbin,
Nico,
The Dead C,
Ohio Players,
Rufus Thomas,
The United States of America,
ABC,
Visage,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.