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 Mauritania and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Calgary.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Carl Craig to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Frankie Knuckles,
Urselle,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rekid,
Prince Buster,
Reagan Youth,
Second Layer,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Japan,
Matthew Bourne,
Bobby Womack,
Porter Ricks,
Angry Samoans,
Danielle Patucci,
Jerry Gold Smith,
T. Rex,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gap Band,
Joensuu 1685,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scratch Acid,
The Black Dice,
The Moleskins,
Khruangbin,
Connie Case,
The Divine Comedy,
the Human League,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Loose Ends,
Funkadelic,
Lalann,
The Tremeloes,
Crispian St. Peters,
Suburban Knight,
Albert Ayler,
New Age Steppers,
Kenny Larkin,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Big Daddy Kane,
China Crisis,
Harpers Bizarre,
Whodini,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Smiths,
Erasure,
Jawbox,
Glenn Branca,
Cheater Slicks,
The Fortunes,
DJ Sneak,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Siglo XX,
Livin' Joy,
Thee Headcoats,
Duran Duran,
Graham Central Station,
The Searchers,
Agitation Free,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.