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 Oman and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 X-101 to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Slave,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Henry Cow,
Minor Threat,
The Toasters,
Susan Cadogan,
Audionom,
Saccharine Trust,
Kaleidoscope,
PIL,
Bootsy Collins,
The Neon Judgement,
The Black Dice,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Walker Brothers,
X-101,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Half Japanese,
Fela Kuti,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Johnny Clarke,
Mandrill,
Smog,
Pulsallama,
Depeche Mode,
Lalann,
The Litter,
Electric Prunes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
AZ,
The Pop Group,
Idris Muhammad,
Excepter,
Ituana,
10cc,
Deepchord,
Gong,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eurythmics,
Zapp,
Bobby Womack,
The Cowsills,
T.S.O.L.,
The Divine Comedy,
The Leaves,
Drive Like Jehu,
John Coltrane,
Roy Ayers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Funkadelic,
Ultra Naté,
Ronnie Foster,
Supertramp,
Basic Channel,
Jeff Lynne,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Monks,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.