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 Nepal and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Delhi and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 LL Cool J to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mission of Burma 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Michelle Simonal,
Country Teasers,
Cybotron,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Fugs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Y Pants,
The Sonics,
H. Thieme,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Fuzztones,
Peter and Kerry,
The Names,
Idris Muhammad,
The Slits,
Adolescents,
Lower 48,
48th St. Collective,
Howard Jones,
Khruangbin,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Echospace,
Japan,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gang Starr,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Desert Stars,
Suicide,
Buzzcocks,
The Tremeloes,
Talk Talk,
The Remains,
Bronski Beat,
Ohio Players,
Aswad,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Isaac Hayes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bobby Byrd,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Moody Blues,
Ice-T,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Chrome,
Joe Finger,
Dawn Penn,
The Music Machine,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mary Jane Girls,
Supertramp,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Selecter,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Angels of Light,
World's Most,
Animal Collective,
The Flesh Eaters,
Black Moon,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.