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 Angola and from Toronto.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Green to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Bronski Beat,
Roy Ayers,
Arcadia,
U.S. Maple,
Derrick Morgan,
Fat Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scientists,
Kurtis Blow,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Hasil Adkins,
The J.B.'s,
The Real Kids,
Cluster,
Faust,
T.S.O.L.,
Bobby Byrd,
Warsaw,
Rosa Yemen,
Underground Resistance,
Trumans Water,
JFA,
Rakim,
Anthony Braxton,
Motorama,
the Swans,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Move,
Urselle,
Slick Rick,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ken Boothe,
Yellowson,
Graham Central Station,
Yusef Lateef,
Inner City,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lou Reed,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Avey Tare,
Pole,
The New Christs,
Newcleus,
Stereo Dub,
Robert Hood,
Talk Talk,
Jacob Miller,
Intrusion,
Subhumans,
Angry Samoans,
The Monochrome Set,
Loose Ends,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
X-101,
Lungfish,
Schoolly D,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.