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 Azerbaijan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 guitar 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 Nas to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill 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 grunge 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 organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Max Romeo,
Groovy Waters,
Lou Christie,
B.T. Express,
Leonard Cohen,
Neu!,
Excepter,
Jacques Brel,
Livin' Joy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Spoonie Gee,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dawn Penn,
Hashim,
Sister Nancy,
Gong,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Nick Fraelich,
Sun Ra,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sam Rivers,
Gang Starr,
Rakim,
Pere Ubu,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Smoke,
Robert Hood,
The Residents,
Ultra Naté,
X-102,
Drexciya,
Parry Music,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pylon,
OOIOO,
Eden Ahbez,
Mark Hollis,
Sound Behaviour,
Bad Manners,
Henry Cow,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Niagra,
Wolf Eyes,
Eve St. Jones,
Jerry's Kids,
Robert Wyatt,
The Evens,
Sugar Minott,
The Kinks,
Hasil Adkins,
Mars,
Ponytail,
Nas,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bluetip,
Joy Division,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.