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 Belize and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Electric Prunes 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 The Slits. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Danielle Patucci,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Andrew Hill,
Au Pairs,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Fuzztones,
Arcadia,
Kas Product,
Lyres,
Nik Kershaw,
The Happenings,
CMW,
Alphaville,
The Electric Prunes,
Absolute Body Control,
Scan 7,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Blancmange,
FM Einheit,
Mandrill,
Suburban Knight,
Max Romeo,
Bill Wells,
Ossler,
Pussy Galore,
Archie Shepp,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marvin Gaye,
The Gladiators,
Sällskapet,
Ponytail,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sonny Sharrock,
Dead Boys,
Tomorrow,
Quando Quango,
Tubeway Army,
Fatback Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Alice Coltrane,
Gichy Dan,
Fela Kuti,
Japan,
Second Layer,
Minnie Riperton,
The Martian,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Nirvana,
Stetsasonic,
Malaria!,
Popol Vuh,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Cramps,
Infiniti,
Big Daddy Kane,
Glambeats Corp.,
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.