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 Swaziland and from Beijing.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 E-Dancer to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
EPMD,
Donny Hathaway,
Mandrill,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Altered Images,
Pet Shop Boys,
Maleditus Sound,
John Foxx,
JFA,
PIL,
FM Einheit,
La Düsseldorf,
Peter & Gordon,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Human League,
Camouflage,
Brothers Johnson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Hashim,
Technova,
Blancmange,
Au Pairs,
The Last Poets,
K-Klass,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Robert Wyatt,
Sun Ra,
The Smiths,
Urselle,
Japan,
Toni Rubio,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Gories,
Letta Mbulu,
Faust,
Ossler,
Max Romeo,
Flamin' Groovies,
Brass Construction,
Swell Maps,
KRS-One,
Suburban Knight,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
a-ha,
Stereo Dub,
Organ,
New Age Steppers,
The Moleskins,
The Sonics,
Marshall Jefferson,
Tomorrow,
Main Source,
the Germs,
The Human League,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Surgeon,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rapeman,
Barrington Levy,
The Count Five,
Big Daddy Kane,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.