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 South Africa and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 marimba 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 Lower 48 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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
New Order,
Darondo,
The Young Rascals,
Carl Craig,
Jandek,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Trojans,
Duran Duran,
Susan Cadogan,
JFA,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Victims,
Lakeside,
Royal Trux,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sun Ra,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Dave Clark Five,
Wolf Eyes,
Unwound,
R.M.O.,
Minny Pops,
Boogie Down Productions,
Swans,
Funkadelic,
Smog,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Alphaville,
8 Eyed Spy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Moebius,
The Sound,
Television,
Livin' Joy,
Jawbox,
The Toasters,
Sunsets and Hearts,
ABC,
Oblivians,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Matthew Halsall,
Eddi Front,
The Cramps,
cv313,
The Kinks,
Dual Sessions,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Deadbeat,
The Moleskins,
Grandmaster Flash,
Aloha Tigers,
Brothers Johnson,
David Axelrod,
Adolescents,
Icehouse,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Brass Construction,
X-102,
KRS-One,
The American Breed,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.