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 Vanuatu and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Soft Machine to the grime 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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Youth Brigade,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sun Ra,
Motorama,
China Crisis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eric B and Rakim,
Vladislav Delay,
Drive Like Jehu,
Make Up,
Intrusion,
Cal Tjader,
Royal Trux,
Neu!,
Gang of Four,
The Fortunes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sister Nancy,
Isaac Hayes,
Alison Limerick,
Junior Murvin,
Stetsasonic,
The Young Rascals,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bizarre Inc.,
Funky Four + One,
Lebanon Hanover,
Joy Division,
Lungfish,
Deakin,
Supertramp,
Davy DMX,
Hoover,
Arcadia,
Blancmange,
Severed Heads,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ronnie Foster,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Techniques,
Gang Starr,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kenny Larkin,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Real Kids,
The Kinks,
The Wake,
The Gap Band,
The Fuzztones,
Lower 48,
Black Moon,
Todd Rundgren,
Stereo Dub,
Throbbing Gristle,
Young Marble Giants,
The Sonics,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.