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 Mexico and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 sitar 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 Gerry Rafferty to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rufus Thomas,
Q65,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Absolute Body Control,
Boogie Down Productions,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Matthew Halsall,
James White and The Blacks,
The Gap Band,
The Skatalites,
Brand Nubian,
Cluster,
Yellowson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mars,
Fatback Band,
Scott Walker,
Parry Music,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Barclay James Harvest,
Albert Ayler,
Arthur Verocai,
Marmalade,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Derrick May,
Au Pairs,
Funkadelic,
Gichy Dan,
John Cale,
Simply Red,
Letta Mbulu,
The Music Machine,
Whodini,
Clear Light,
Flipper,
Hasil Adkins,
The Kinks,
Carl Craig,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Soulsonic Force,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bizarre Inc.,
Fluxion,
The Sonics,
Cheater Slicks,
Faust,
Groovy Waters,
Suicide,
Wasted Youth,
Crime,
Accadde A,
Rites of Spring,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
ABBA,
Fat Boys,
Mantronix,
Circle Jerks,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.