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 Japan and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Joe Smooth to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Minny Pops,
Alphaville,
the Germs,
Swans,
Rakim,
Bronski Beat,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Josef K,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Erykah Badu,
CMW,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sparks,
The Fugs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
This Heat,
The Fuzztones,
Soulsonic Force,
Eddi Front,
The Standells,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mary Jane Girls,
These Immortal Souls,
The Cure,
H. Thieme,
the Slits,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Angels of Light,
X-Ray Spex,
Ornette Coleman,
New Age Steppers,
Robert Hood,
Eric Dolphy,
the Swans,
Charles Mingus,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lindisfarne,
The Pretty Things,
Flamin' Groovies,
Stetsasonic,
The Gories,
Barry Ungar,
Accadde A,
Pulsallama,
Nas,
Donny Hathaway,
Magazine,
Subhumans,
Dawn Penn,
Rod Modell,
Japan,
Pierre Henry,
Los Fastidios,
Ossler,
Patti Smith,
Rosa Yemen,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Duran Duran,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.