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 Guinea and from Woodstock.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the marimba 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 Robert Hood to the jazz 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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Letta Mbulu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Scott Walker,
MC5,
Sun City Girls,
Arcadia,
Monks,
E-Dancer,
The Gap Band,
The Smoke,
X-Ray Spex,
Desert Stars,
The New Christs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Mummies,
Funky Four + One,
Rotary Connection,
X-101,
The Saints,
Andrew Hill,
The Beau Brummels,
Gabor Szabo,
Cybotron,
Rapeman,
Oneida,
The Fire Engines,
The Dirtbombs,
Yazoo,
Peter and Kerry,
Big Daddy Kane,
Girls At Our Best!,
Niagra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nils Olav,
Sound Behaviour,
Agitation Free,
Oblivians,
The Red Krayola,
Ponytail,
Camberwell Now,
Young Marble Giants,
Negative Approach,
Gang Starr,
Kas Product,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cameo,
Connie Case,
The Grass Roots,
Wire,
Toni Rubio,
the Association,
Franke,
Theoretical Girls,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Peter & Gordon,
Brass Construction,
New York Dolls,
Fluxion,
Albert Ayler,
Warren Ellis,
China Crisis,
The Kinks,
Underground Resistance,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.