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 Jordan and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marvin Gaye 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Chrome,
Mandrill,
Albert Ayler,
Graham Central Station,
The Cramps,
Pole,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Delon & Dalcan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Youth Brigade,
JFA,
The Grass Roots,
Das Ding,
Supertramp,
Ice-T,
Rosa Yemen,
Yellowson,
The Monks,
Joe Smooth,
The Remains,
X-101,
The Fuzztones,
Yusef Lateef,
Pharoah Sanders,
Todd Terry,
The Slackers,
Animal Collective,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Massinfluence,
Cymande,
Jeff Lynne,
The Motions,
John Lydon,
Kaleidoscope,
Carl Craig,
The Saints,
Nico,
John Holt,
Black Flag,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Moody Blues,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Standells,
Yazoo,
Steve Hackett,
8 Eyed Spy,
Au Pairs,
Deakin,
The Seeds,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Josef K,
Japan,
Aswad,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.