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 Denmark and from Stockholm.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Gories to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Malaria!,
Sun Ra,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Tomorrow,
Graham Central Station,
Tres Demented,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soulsonic Force,
Brick,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eurythmics,
Underground Resistance,
The Gories,
Hashim,
Absolute Body Control,
Lou Christie,
The Evens,
The Searchers,
The Sound,
Sexual Harrassment,
Soul II Soul,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Blancmange,
Robert Wyatt,
Outsiders,
The Blackbyrds,
Goldenarms,
Chris Corsano,
Kas Product,
Pagans,
Shoche,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nick Fraelich,
The Litter,
Connie Case,
John Foxx,
Jawbox,
The Busters,
Letta Mbulu,
Desert Stars,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Altered Images,
Dorothy Ashby,
Main Source,
The Toasters,
The Young Rascals,
Youth Brigade,
Warren Ellis,
Fat Boys,
The Invisible,
kango's stein massive,
Dennis Brown,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Joe Finger,
Moebius,
Derrick May,
Little Man,
Basic Channel,
Bobby Sherman,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.