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 Austria and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Danielle Patucci to the techno 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every K-Klass 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Mandrill,
The Fugs,
Reagan Youth,
Althea and Donna,
T.S.O.L.,
Ken Boothe,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Maleditus Sound,
The Trojans,
Bobby Womack,
Smog,
World's Most,
Ultra Naté,
Suburban Knight,
The Walker Brothers,
Franke,
Rhythm & Sound,
Warren Ellis,
Jesper Dahlback,
Aswad,
Rod Modell,
Fad Gadget,
Monolake,
The Seeds,
Sam Rivers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Human League,
8 Eyed Spy,
Shoche,
The Standells,
Lou Christie,
Lakeside,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Au Pairs,
Jeru the Damaja,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Andrew Hill,
The Five Americans,
Ludus,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Quadrant,
Eric Copeland,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ronan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Radio Birdman,
The Stooges,
The Sonics,
Ice-T,
Grandmaster Flash,
Anakelly,
Quantec,
Newcleus,
EPMD,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Vainqueur,
Derrick May,
A Certain Ratio,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.