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 Libya and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the oboe 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 Gang of Four to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rotary Connection,
Panda Bear,
Albert Ayler,
Lou Christie,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Avey Tare,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Skaos,
Ituana,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Skatalites,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bobby Womack,
The Dave Clark Five,
Japan,
Niagra,
Hasil Adkins,
Reuben Wilson,
Lalann,
Yusef Lateef,
X-101,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sugar Minott,
Piero Umiliani,
Tom Boy,
Yazoo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Deakin,
Lightning Bolt,
The Names,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Hardrive,
Accadde A,
Alison Limerick,
Agent Orange,
Saccharine Trust,
Grey Daturas,
Shuggie Otis,
Ornette Coleman,
Barbara Tucker,
Godley & Creme,
Drexciya,
Bill Wells,
The Cowsills,
Maurizio,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Darondo,
In Retrospect,
Sällskapet,
Can,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Smiths,
The Cure,
Janne Schatter,
Eve St. Jones,
the Human League,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.