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 Australia and from Mumbai.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Tomorrow to the electroclash 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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bobby Hutcherson,
cv313,
Bush Tetras,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bobby Byrd,
Pierre Henry,
Hasil Adkins,
Joensuu 1685,
the Swans,
Aswad,
Throbbing Gristle,
Royal Trux,
Tears for Fears,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Main Source,
Smog,
Faust,
Popol Vuh,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Excepter,
Albert Ayler,
The Red Krayola,
Donald Byrd,
Janne Schatter,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
JFA,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Connie Case,
Roy Ayers,
The Music Machine,
Camouflage,
PIL,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Cabaret Voltaire,
John Holt,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Monks,
Neil Young,
Mission of Burma,
Pussy Galore,
Johnny Clarke,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Godley & Creme,
The J.B.'s,
Gichy Dan,
Pantaleimon,
Rhythm & Sound,
Marine Girls,
Duran Duran,
Girls At Our Best!,
Das Ding,
Don Cherry,
Section 25,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Davy DMX,
Big Daddy Kane,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.