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 Sweden and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Grauzone to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Girls At Our Best!,
Main Source,
the Fania All-Stars,
Cluster,
Flipper,
The Last Poets,
Malaria!,
Sonny Sharrock,
Crime,
Quando Quango,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Cybotron,
Darondo,
Brass Construction,
Wally Richardson,
The Selecter,
Scratch Acid,
48th St. Collective,
Stereo Dub,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Sound,
The Moleskins,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
John Holt,
Reuben Wilson,
The Mummies,
K-Klass,
The Sonics,
DJ Sneak,
Oblivians,
Leonard Cohen,
Soul Sonic Force,
Black Moon,
Bill Wells,
The Buckinghams,
Visage,
Kas Product,
E-Dancer,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Prince Buster,
Bad Manners,
Roy Ayers,
MDC,
Radio Birdman,
Black Bananas,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eden Ahbez,
Archie Shepp,
The United States of America,
Yazoo,
Alice Coltrane,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ossler,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.