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 Lesotho and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Accra.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Standells 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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Selector Dub Narcotic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Quadrant,
The Blackbyrds,
Leonard Cohen,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Yazoo,
Soul Sonic Force,
Alice Coltrane,
Sam Rivers,
Whodini,
Byron Stingily,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lebanon Hanover,
Carl Craig,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Cale,
Electric Prunes,
Nas,
Black Pus,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Saccharine Trust,
La Düsseldorf,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Monks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ice-T,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Howard Jones,
Skarface,
Rites of Spring,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fatback Band,
Bluetip,
the Sonics,
Althea and Donna,
Boredoms,
The Victims,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jeff Lynne,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Thompson Twins,
Mr. Review,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Supertramp,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Fat Boys,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Misunderstood,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Max Romeo,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Dennis Brown,
Sun City Girls,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Con Funk Shun,
Sarah Menescal,
Jerry's Kids,
Fela Kuti,
The J.B.'s,
DJ Style,
David Bowie,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.