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 Eritrea and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Archie Shepp to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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 Victims,
World's Most,
Anthony Braxton,
Archie Shepp,
Young Marble Giants,
Sonic Youth,
Iggy Pop,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jeff Mills,
Susan Cadogan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
ABC,
E-Dancer,
Slick Rick,
Von Mondo,
Black Moon,
OOIOO,
Babytalk,
Newcleus,
Con Funk Shun,
Sexual Harrassment,
JFA,
Sparks,
Make Up,
Junior Murvin,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
John Cale,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Connie Case,
Danielle Patucci,
Bauhaus,
Janne Schatter,
Gang Gang Dance,
Colin Newman,
The Smiths,
Kayak,
Lindisfarne,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ornette Coleman,
The Buckinghams,
The Slackers,
Reagan Youth,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Dirtbombs,
Scott Walker,
Swans,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
New Age Steppers,
Funky Four + One,
The Gap Band,
LL Cool J,
The Saints,
Bobby Womack,
DNA,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Sonics,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.