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 Burkina and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 synthesizer 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cymande record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Star Department,
Lower 48,
The Vogues,
Eve St. Jones,
Depeche Mode,
Black Bananas,
Peter & Gordon,
Avey Tare,
The Pretty Things,
Agent Orange,
Liliput,
Cluster,
Deepchord,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
T. Rex,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Alton Ellis,
Moss Icon,
Joyce Sims,
Model 500,
Cheater Slicks,
Gang Green,
The American Breed,
The Cowsills,
The Moody Blues,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Wake,
Franke,
DJ Sneak,
New Age Steppers,
Gichy Dan,
Section 25,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Sonics,
Bronski Beat,
Dave Gahan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Scratch Acid,
Infiniti,
Masters at Work,
The Smiths,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mary Jane Girls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Radiopuhelimet,
Angry Samoans,
Au Pairs,
Judy Mowatt,
Gabor Szabo,
Hoover,
Stiv Bators,
Pylon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Grandmaster Flash,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Zeros,
Mars,
Arab on Radar,
Brick,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.