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 Somalia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
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 Joyce Sims 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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Todd Terry,
KRS-One,
Second Layer,
New Order,
Zapp,
Scan 7,
Bootsy Collins,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Pretty Things,
Mr. Review,
Peter and Kerry,
Quadrant,
OOIOO,
The Electric Prunes,
Whodini,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eric Dolphy,
Robert Görl,
Sällskapet,
Frankie Knuckles,
A Certain Ratio,
Tommy Roe,
Deadbeat,
Boz Scaggs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Electric Prunes,
Black Flag,
Throbbing Gristle,
Amon Düül II,
Excepter,
Royal Trux,
Bauhaus,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lalann,
The Star Department,
Ornette Coleman,
Cluster,
Lou Reed,
Bill Near,
Blancmange,
Boogie Down Productions,
Darondo,
Cameo,
Niagra,
Sight & Sound,
Howard Jones,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Spandau Ballet,
Crooked Eye,
Ultimate Spinach,
Mary Jane Girls,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
FM Einheit,
The United States of America,
Bad Manners,
The Vogues,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.