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 Iran and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 organ 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 Motorama to the crunk 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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bluetip,
Ronnie Foster,
Minutemen,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Fall,
Radio Birdman,
Tommy Roe,
Althea and Donna,
The Electric Prunes,
Procol Harum,
Charles Mingus,
Minnie Riperton,
Babytalk,
Masters at Work,
The Move,
Marine Girls,
Cal Tjader,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jerry's Kids,
Yellowson,
Popol Vuh,
Marcia Griffiths,
Theoretical Girls,
New Age Steppers,
B.T. Express,
Zero Boys,
Aural Exciters,
the Bar-Kays,
The Birthday Party,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Negative Approach,
Massinfluence,
Curtis Mayfield,
Crispy Ambulance,
Skarface,
Reuben Wilson,
Kevin Saunderson,
Godley & Creme,
T.S.O.L.,
Joe Smooth,
The Shadows of Knight,
Eden Ahbez,
Electric Prunes,
Al Stewart,
Sam Rivers,
Drive Like Jehu,
JFA,
Minny Pops,
Soft Machine,
Adolescents,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sixth Finger,
Danielle Patucci,
Boz Scaggs,
Gang of Four,
Henry Cow,
Jacob Miller,
Circle Jerks,
The Fortunes,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.