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 Cyprus and from Salvador.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 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 John Holt to the techno 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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Animal Collective,
Slave,
Malaria!,
Tres Demented,
Charles Mingus,
Blake Baxter,
The Leaves,
Mars,
Monolake,
Ultra Naté,
Grandmaster Flash,
CMW,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bush Tetras,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Knickerbockers,
Duran Duran,
The Seeds,
Idris Muhammad,
David Axelrod,
Jacques Brel,
Echospace,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Television,
L. Decosne,
E-Dancer,
Steve Hackett,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Tommy Roe,
The Associates,
The Standells,
Kerri Chandler,
Faraquet,
The Vogues,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Matthew Halsall,
China Crisis,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
John Lydon,
The Kinks,
Connie Case,
The New Christs,
Patti Smith,
Yellowson,
the Normal,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fifty Foot Hose,
AZ,
Godley & Creme,
ABC,
Eve St. Jones,
Supertramp,
Ohio Players,
The Buckinghams,
Barrington Levy,
Bootsy Collins,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo.
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.