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 Argentina 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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro 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 Lebanon Hanover to the grime 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 Evens. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions 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 dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a LL Cool J record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Michelle Simonal,
E-Dancer,
Byron Stingily,
Flash Fearless,
FM Einheit,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Letta Mbulu,
The Angels of Light,
Sam Rivers,
Circle Jerks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Real Kids,
John Holt,
Spoonie Gee,
Gang of Four,
Boredoms,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Vogues,
Eden Ahbez,
The Pop Group,
Absolute Body Control,
The Fugs,
The Misunderstood,
Darondo,
Bobby Womack,
Malaria!,
Newcleus,
Glenn Branca,
Severed Heads,
Soul II Soul,
Dennis Brown,
Cameo,
Pussy Galore,
Sixth Finger,
Erasure,
The Tremeloes,
Davy DMX,
Mars,
DNA,
the Normal,
Cluster,
Hashim,
The Trojans,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Human League,
Stiv Bators,
Judy Mowatt,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The J.B.'s,
Steve Hackett,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Brothers Johnson,
Maleditus Sound,
The Raincoats,
The Gladiators,
The Toasters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Agitation Free,
ABC,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.