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 Samoa and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Woodstock.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Nation of Ulysses to the grunge 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 Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
T. Rex,
The Golliwogs,
Scientists,
The Fire Engines,
Pierre Henry,
Aaron Thompson,
New Age Steppers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Brand Nubian,
Barry Ungar,
Donald Byrd,
Charles Mingus,
Y Pants,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gregory Isaacs,
Suicide,
Hoover,
Pole,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Thee Headcoats,
Erasure,
The Fall,
Supertramp,
Scott Walker,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Outsiders,
The Slackers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Donny Hathaway,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobby Womack,
Derrick Morgan,
Roy Ayers,
Aswad,
Nation of Ulysses,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Minutemen,
The Toasters,
Delta 5,
Aural Exciters,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kas Product,
Fatback Band,
The Gories,
David Axelrod,
Alice Coltrane,
AZ,
Theoretical Girls,
Excepter,
Skarface,
Underground Resistance,
Black Flag,
Icehouse,
Quantec,
Black Pus,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Popol Vuh,
Fear,
The Zeros,
F. McDonald,
Jeff Lynne,
Lindisfarne,
Skriet, Skriet, Skriet, Skriet.
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.