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 Georgia and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Glasgow.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the snare 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 Subhumans to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The J.B.'s record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
D'Angelo,
the Slits,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Agent Orange,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
F. McDonald,
The Red Krayola,
Visage,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Zeros,
Joey Negro,
Letta Mbulu,
Barry Ungar,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sugar Minott,
The Techniques,
Anthony Braxton,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Guru Guru,
John Cale,
A Certain Ratio,
Arcadia,
The Count Five,
Cybotron,
Deakin,
Subhumans,
The Dead C,
Soulsonic Force,
Main Source,
Intrusion,
Surgeon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Mission of Burma,
Sonny Sharrock,
MC5,
Aural Exciters,
The Gladiators,
Funky Four + One,
Gichy Dan,
Junior Murvin,
Susan Cadogan,
Minor Threat,
Fear,
Chris Corsano,
Bad Manners,
Slave,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Nils Olav,
Smog,
James White and The Blacks,
These Immortal Souls,
Scan 7,
Underground Resistance,
Zero Boys,
The Monochrome Set,
Thee Headcoats,
Brand Nubian,
Judy Mowatt,
The Smoke,
Infiniti,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.