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 Oman and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 oboe 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines to the rap 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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All Harry Pussy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ituana,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Associates,
The Fugs,
Girls At Our Best!,
Archie Shepp,
John Lydon,
Average White Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Parry Music,
Pantytec,
New Age Steppers,
World's Most,
Crispy Ambulance,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bronski Beat,
Wasted Youth,
cv313,
John Foxx,
Eric B and Rakim,
Essential Logic,
Ornette Coleman,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Cecil Taylor,
Young Marble Giants,
Neil Young,
The Knickerbockers,
Lyres,
Delon & Dalcan,
Junior Murvin,
Nation of Ulysses,
Funky Four + One,
Reagan Youth,
Dennis Brown,
The Mummies,
The Monochrome Set,
Theoretical Girls,
The Smiths,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Johnny Clarke,
Minny Pops,
Swell Maps,
Gichy Dan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Maleditus Sound,
Eve St. Jones,
Drexciya,
Stiv Bators,
Don Cherry,
The Kinks,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Main Source,
the Bar-Kays,
The J.B.'s,
Idris Muhammad,
EPMD,
Bobby Byrd,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.