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 Kuwait and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 harpsichord 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 Zapp to the crunk 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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
E-Dancer,
The Grass Roots,
Unrelated Segments,
Todd Terry,
Little Man,
Marmalade,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The United States of America,
Absolute Body Control,
China Crisis,
Inner City,
Sound Behaviour,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crispy Ambulance,
Marvin Gaye,
Lucky Dragons,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
KRS-One,
The Blues Magoos,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Con Funk Shun,
Davy DMX,
Curtis Mayfield,
Metal Thangz,
48th St. Collective,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bronski Beat,
Man Parrish,
Panda Bear,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Albert Ayler,
Wings,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Slave,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Steve Hackett,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Black Dice,
Aural Exciters,
The Gun Club,
Bush Tetras,
Agent Orange,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Motions,
Nils Olav,
The Martian,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Monks,
John Coltrane,
The Tremeloes,
The Buckinghams,
Carl Craig,
Fugazi,
Traffic Nightmare,
Newcleus,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Neil Young,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.