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 Spain and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 arpeggiator 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Connie Case,
The Music Machine,
Lou Christie,
Suburban Knight,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Kinks,
Intrusion,
Ten City,
The Monks,
Half Japanese,
Neu!,
Lalann,
Robert Görl,
8 Eyed Spy,
Guru Guru,
China Crisis,
Pulsallama,
Michelle Simonal,
Terry Callier,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Barracudas,
Roy Ayers,
Pantytec,
DJ Sneak,
Adolescents,
Anthony Braxton,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lou Reed,
Sex Pistols,
Groovy Waters,
MC5,
Kurtis Blow,
Kayak,
D'Angelo,
The Index,
Joe Finger,
The Last Poets,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Skriet,
Monks,
Absolute Body Control,
Fugazi,
Gichy Dan,
Nirvana,
FM Einheit,
The New Christs,
DNA,
One Last Wish,
Rotary Connection,
Japan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Cowsills,
La Düsseldorf,
Eyeless In Gaza,
B.T. Express,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Neon Judgement,
Model 500,
Cymande,
Negative Approach,
Janne Schatter,
Donny Hathaway,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.