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 St Lucia and from Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick 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 a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe 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 Mojo Men,
Joy Division,
Nick Fraelich,
The Pop Group,
Brand Nubian,
The Sonics,
Television Personalities,
The Angels of Light,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Skatalites,
Michelle Simonal,
Crispy Ambulance,
Arcadia,
The Zeros,
Pantaleimon,
LL Cool J,
Cluster,
Nils Olav,
The Beau Brummels,
Stetsasonic,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Shuggie Otis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Five Americans,
Thee Headcoats,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Searchers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Sound,
The Knickerbockers,
Lightning Bolt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Shadows of Knight,
Jacques Brel,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Swans,
F. McDonald,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The United States of America,
Flipper,
Jerry's Kids,
Skriet,
Eli Mardock,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cymande,
Joe Smooth,
The Pretty Things,
The Count Five,
Trumans Water,
Letta Mbulu,
Saccharine Trust,
Black Sheep,
Soul II Soul,
The Detroit Cobras,
Deadbeat,
Neil Young,
Lee Hazlewood,
June of 44,
Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras.
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.