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 Malaysia and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and New York.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Amazonics to the funk 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 Letta Mbulu. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
FM Einheit,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Niagra,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Grass Roots,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jerry's Kids,
The Blues Magoos,
John Holt,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mars,
Nation of Ulysses,
Black Moon,
Flash Fearless,
Agitation Free,
E-Dancer,
Ice-T,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Wire,
Make Up,
kango's stein massive,
Cameo,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Brand Nubian,
Gregory Isaacs,
June of 44,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
X-102,
Electric Prunes,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Real Kids,
Dennis Brown,
The Gun Club,
Ohio Players,
The Count Five,
Talk Talk,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Cheater Slicks,
Wally Richardson,
The Vogues,
Scan 7,
Pharoah Sanders,
Excepter,
China Crisis,
Derrick May,
Donny Hathaway,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kerri Chandler,
Sound Behaviour,
Rites of Spring,
Isaac Hayes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
B.T. Express,
Quantec,
Goldenarms,
Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.
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.