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 Kazakhstan and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the rock 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 The Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
Shuggie Otis,
Lucky Dragons,
Gichy Dan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bad Manners,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
E-Dancer,
Anthony Braxton,
Sexual Harrassment,
Swell Maps,
Scion,
Warsaw,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wolf Eyes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Fuzztones,
OOIOO,
The Selecter,
Barbara Tucker,
PIL,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Second Layer,
Au Pairs,
Crash Course in Science,
The Skatalites,
The Buckinghams,
Thee Headcoats,
Steve Hackett,
Mary Jane Girls,
La Düsseldorf,
Depeche Mode,
Radio Birdman,
The Wake,
Eli Mardock,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Yusef Lateef,
Althea and Donna,
Fatback Band,
Japan,
Alison Limerick,
Fad Gadget,
The Detroit Cobras,
Prince Buster,
Massinfluence,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Trojans,
Jawbox,
Main Source,
Public Enemy,
Ronan,
Duran Duran,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Surgeon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Associates,
The Dave Clark Five,
Alton Ellis,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.