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 Fiji and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Gap Band to the rock 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 The Human League. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Porter Ricks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Kurtis Blow,
David McCallum,
Faust,
The Move,
EPMD,
CMW,
Man Parrish,
Simply Red,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Outsiders,
The Cramps,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tears for Fears,
David Bowie,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Cameo,
Banda Bassotti,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Archie Shepp,
Rotary Connection,
Stockholm Monsters,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Skriet,
Scion,
James White and The Blacks,
The Invisible,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Moebius,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Boredoms,
Throbbing Gristle,
Laurel Aitken,
Clear Light,
Mary Jane Girls,
Godley & Creme,
kango's stein massive,
Masters at Work,
Soft Machine,
The Pop Group,
Camberwell Now,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Barracudas,
Japan,
Public Enemy,
Prince Buster,
Dual Sessions,
Sparks,
Au Pairs,
The Associates,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Fall,
Crooked Eye,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Arcadia,
UT,
The Misunderstood,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Association,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.