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 Gabon and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the grime 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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All the Fania All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pretty Things,
Sam Rivers,
The Electric Prunes,
FM Einheit,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bad Manners,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Gladiators,
The Mummies,
Rakim,
The Searchers,
the Normal,
R.M.O.,
Scion,
Flipper,
Patti Smith,
The Cowsills,
Flamin' Groovies,
Josef K,
Subhumans,
Darondo,
Todd Rundgren,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Peter & Gordon,
Half Japanese,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Easy Going,
David Axelrod,
The Techniques,
Banda Bassotti,
Hardrive,
The Durutti Column,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Young Marble Giants,
The United States of America,
Barry Ungar,
Make Up,
Johnny Osbourne,
AZ,
The Misunderstood,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Donny Hathaway,
MC5,
Laurel Aitken,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Erasure,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Angels of Light,
Kenny Larkin,
the Slits,
Ultra Naté,
Trumans Water,
Junior Murvin,
The Skatalites,
A Certain Ratio,
Section 25,
Rites of Spring,
the Bar-Kays,
Groovy Waters,
Thee Headcoats,
Flash Fearless,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.