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 Bahamas and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Mumbai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Hoover to the crunk 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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Ultimate Spinach,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Seeds,
Khruangbin,
Faraquet,
The Barracudas,
Magma,
The Vogues,
Moebius,
The Durutti Column,
The Trojans,
Quando Quango,
Ronan,
Warren Ellis,
Rotary Connection,
Guru Guru,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Flamin' Groovies,
Moss Icon,
John Coltrane,
Joe Finger,
Minny Pops,
The Last Poets,
Procol Harum,
Technova,
Gong,
10cc,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lakeside,
Negative Approach,
Desert Stars,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pussy Galore,
Josef K,
Aural Exciters,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Althea and Donna,
Section 25,
Heaven 17,
Model 500,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Monochrome Set,
Stetsasonic,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Count Five,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lower 48,
Scientists,
The Move,
Whodini,
Mars,
Brick,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gabor Szabo,
Maleditus Sound,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Livin' Joy,
Roy Ayers,
Soul II Soul,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.