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 Lesotho and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Soul II Soul to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bob Dylan,
Model 500,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Moss Icon,
Sun City Girls,
Easy Going,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Darondo,
The Fuzztones,
Donny Hathaway,
Deakin,
Ultimate Spinach,
Scion,
Johnny Clarke,
Camberwell Now,
Arab on Radar,
Jeff Mills,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
David Axelrod,
Agitation Free,
The Remains,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Negative Approach,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Zero Boys,
Goldenarms,
Flash Fearless,
T.S.O.L.,
Archie Shepp,
F. McDonald,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Hoover,
Lucky Dragons,
Colin Newman,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
10cc,
Country Teasers,
Juan Atkins,
Yellowson,
ABC,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jacob Miller,
Cal Tjader,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Blackbyrds,
The Wake,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Dark Day,
KRS-One,
The Associates,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jesper Dahlback,
K-Klass,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Thee Headcoats,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Nico,
Guru Guru,
X-102,
Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia.
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.