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 Nicaragua and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Ken Boothe to the jazz 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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
Newcleus,
Rhythm & Sound,
Royal Trux,
Panda Bear,
Eddi Front,
Eric B and Rakim,
Silicon Teens,
Theoretical Girls,
Joey Negro,
Yaz,
Adolescents,
Barclay James Harvest,
The J.B.'s,
Hardrive,
T.S.O.L.,
Jimmy McGriff,
Excepter,
H. Thieme,
Bobby Sherman,
Model 500,
Judy Mowatt,
Joe Finger,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Alison Limerick,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Suburban Knight,
Nirvana,
Massinfluence,
Bush Tetras,
Skaos,
Desert Stars,
Camouflage,
the Sonics,
Wire,
Moby Grape,
The Smoke,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Neon Judgement,
The Electric Prunes,
Dual Sessions,
Average White Band,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gang of Four,
Grauzone,
Pole,
Reagan Youth,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sällskapet,
Roxette,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ossler,
Roy Ayers,
Tom Boy,
Rakim,
Joe Smooth,
The Star Department,
The Monochrome Set,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.