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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Johannesburg.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 T.S.O.L. to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Last Poets 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Urselle,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
R.M.O.,
Ohio Players,
Minnie Riperton,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Zapp,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Stooges,
Ultravox,
Television Personalities,
New Age Steppers,
Swans,
The Buckinghams,
Absolute Body Control,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Trojans,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Colin Newman,
Bob Dylan,
Dead Boys,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Heaven 17,
Icehouse,
The Modern Lovers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Gap Band,
Fluxion,
Tubeway Army,
Tropical Tobacco,
Tom Boy,
The Golliwogs,
Dark Day,
Camberwell Now,
Letta Mbulu,
Groovy Waters,
This Heat,
Radiopuhelimet,
Flipper,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Standells,
Gang Gang Dance,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mark Hollis,
Malaria!,
K-Klass,
Bluetip,
Sällskapet,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Pretty Things,
Janne Schatter,
The Barracudas,
Symarip,
The Grass Roots,
The Skatalites,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.