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 Nauru and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the jazz 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 Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mummies,
Soul II Soul,
Derrick Morgan,
The Remains,
Morten Harket,
The Blues Magoos,
Kool Moe Dee,
Derrick May,
Altered Images,
Kevin Saunderson,
E-Dancer,
Connie Case,
Davy DMX,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Gories,
Byron Stingily,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Trojans,
Frankie Knuckles,
kango's stein massive,
Organ,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Suburban Knight,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Japan,
Fatback Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Letta Mbulu,
Minny Pops,
John Lydon,
The Beau Brummels,
Y Pants,
Bang On A Can,
The Fuzztones,
Drexciya,
Half Japanese,
Scion,
Excepter,
Maleditus Sound,
Marvin Gaye,
Lou Reed,
Pere Ubu,
Procol Harum,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Flash Fearless,
Arthur Verocai,
Donald Byrd,
Pierre Henry,
Bobby Sherman,
Sonic Youth,
the Slits,
Grey Daturas,
Los Fastidios,
Buzzcocks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Motorama,
Section 25,
Brick,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Soft Cell,
Nirvana,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.