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 Belarus and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 synthesizer 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 David McCallum to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers Ubiquity 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Morten Harket,
Section 25,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mr. Review,
X-101,
Scrapy,
Maurizio,
Soul II Soul,
Lou Reed,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Scan 7,
Boogie Down Productions,
Circle Jerks,
Gil Scott Heron,
Suburban Knight,
Althea and Donna,
Barbara Tucker,
Oblivians,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Boz Scaggs,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Stockholm Monsters,
Guru Guru,
Lower 48,
John Lydon,
Bluetip,
Yusef Lateef,
The Gladiators,
Andrew Hill,
The Barracudas,
A Certain Ratio,
Pet Shop Boys,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Eden Ahbez,
Outsiders,
Au Pairs,
Prince Buster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Unwound,
Eric Copeland,
The Mummies,
Echospace,
Harmonia,
Can,
Godley & Creme,
Swell Maps,
The Gories,
Little Man,
Frankie Knuckles,
Crime,
Visage,
Bronski Beat,
In Retrospect,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
R.M.O.,
Blossom Toes,
AZ,
Dark Day,
Crispian St. Peters,
Drexciya,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.