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 Comoros and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 DNA to the punk 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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang on a Can All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
kango's stein massive,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Livin' Joy,
Black Sheep,
The Alarm Clocks,
Niagra,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Q65,
The Slackers,
The Buckinghams,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Robert Wyatt,
The Zeros,
PIL,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nas,
Drexciya,
Agitation Free,
Adolescents,
Jeff Mills,
Grey Daturas,
Babytalk,
The Skatalites,
Bang On A Can,
Mad Mike,
The Slits,
Surgeon,
Lucky Dragons,
China Crisis,
Wire,
Kaleidoscope,
Clear Light,
Blancmange,
David Axelrod,
Qualms,
Heaven 17,
Popol Vuh,
The Black Dice,
Derrick Morgan,
The Standells,
Terry Callier,
Junior Murvin,
Von Mondo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Arthur Verocai,
Sandy B,
Black Flag,
The Litter,
The Remains,
Bobby Sherman,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ornette Coleman,
The Electric Prunes,
The Cowsills,
Lightning Bolt,
Au Pairs,
the Fania All-Stars,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.