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 Singapore and from Mumbai.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Donald Byrd to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ludus,
Avey Tare,
Nico,
CMW,
Tommy Roe,
Inner City,
Technova,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Country Teasers,
Los Fastidios,
Alphaville,
Scion,
Letta Mbulu,
Guru Guru,
Shuggie Otis,
The Busters,
Jesper Dahlback,
Yaz,
F. McDonald,
The Names,
Procol Harum,
The Dirtbombs,
Circle Jerks,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Eric Copeland,
Mission of Burma,
The Sonics,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Minny Pops,
Junior Murvin,
DNA,
Kaleidoscope,
Maleditus Sound,
Bad Manners,
Trumans Water,
Rites of Spring,
The Knickerbockers,
Easy Going,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
PIL,
Popol Vuh,
Roxy Music,
The Happenings,
The Blues Magoos,
The Gladiators,
Soft Cell,
a-ha,
Joyce Sims,
Skarface,
Thompson Twins,
Rosa Yemen,
Jeff Mills,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Can,
Joe Smooth,
Juan Atkins,
Boz Scaggs,
Sexual Harrassment,
Pulsallama,
The Fuzztones,
Nas,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.