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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 arpeggiator 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 L. Decosne to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The J.B.'s,
Todd Rundgren,
Popol Vuh,
Max Romeo,
Rekid,
The Last Poets,
Bronski Beat,
The Doobie Brothers,
Blossom Toes,
The Smiths,
Toni Rubio,
The Dave Clark Five,
Black Pus,
Cymande,
Jeff Mills,
AZ,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Charles Mingus,
The Knickerbockers,
Yusef Lateef,
Scion,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Siglo XX,
T.S.O.L.,
Joe Finger,
The United States of America,
Symarip,
Crash Course in Science,
Eric Copeland,
Sugar Minott,
The Fuzztones,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sex Pistols,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Mighty Diamonds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Khruangbin,
Bill Wells,
John Coltrane,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Velvet Underground,
Eve St. Jones,
Maurizio,
Accadde A,
Flipper,
Rakim,
Average White Band,
The Index,
Glambeats Corp.,
Minutemen,
the Normal,
The Motions,
David Axelrod,
Barbara Tucker,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.