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 Bulgaria and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 Columbus and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bizarre Inc.,
Negative Approach,
Television Personalities,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gabor Szabo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
AZ,
Model 500,
Ohio Players,
Marine Girls,
Jawbox,
Quadrant,
Don Cherry,
Radiohead,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
T. Rex,
Connie Case,
Von Mondo,
Khruangbin,
Bill Wells,
EPMD,
Glenn Branca,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Second Layer,
Ash Ra Tempel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Guru Guru,
Lungfish,
Amon Düül II,
Janne Schatter,
Silicon Teens,
Avey Tare,
The Misunderstood,
the Bar-Kays,
Can,
Roxette,
Lucky Dragons,
Minnie Riperton,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Newcleus,
Livin' Joy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
New York Dolls,
Crime,
Kaleidoscope,
Deakin,
Matthew Halsall,
Gong,
Gang Gang Dance,
The United States of America,
The Techniques,
Flash Fearless,
Fatback Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.