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 Tanzania and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Brothers Johnson,
The Knickerbockers,
New Order,
Frankie Knuckles,
Wings,
Harmonia,
Isaac Hayes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Gap Band,
Faust,
Ludus,
Peter & Gordon,
Scott Walker,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Subhumans,
The Standells,
Eve St. Jones,
The J.B.'s,
Cluster,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Scientists,
Goldenarms,
Deakin,
Chris & Cosey,
The Alarm Clocks,
8 Eyed Spy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Index,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rotary Connection,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Guru Guru,
Johnny Osbourne,
Public Image Ltd.,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Swans,
Tim Buckley,
Kerri Chandler,
The Moleskins,
Essential Logic,
Reuben Wilson,
The Real Kids,
The Moody Blues,
48th St. Collective,
Cymande,
Lou Reed,
Nick Fraelich,
Moss Icon,
Massinfluence,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Alphaville,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Boogie Down Productions,
DJ Style,
Stereo Dub,
Soulsonic Force,
Wire,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.