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 Ivory Coast and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the rock 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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Freddie Wadling record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Fluxion,
Colin Newman,
Metal Thangz,
The Trojans,
Rotary Connection,
Kerri Chandler,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
David Bowie,
Bob Dylan,
Warsaw,
Jerry's Kids,
Pierre Henry,
Barclay James Harvest,
Shuggie Otis,
Ornette Coleman,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Symarip,
Be Bop Deluxe,
David McCallum,
K-Klass,
Boogie Down Productions,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Model 500,
Camouflage,
The Human League,
The Names,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Agent Orange,
The Knickerbockers,
Minor Threat,
Cal Tjader,
Anthony Braxton,
Lebanon Hanover,
The American Breed,
Morten Harket,
Animal Collective,
Fat Boys,
The Seeds,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sex Pistols,
The Smoke,
Shoche,
Derrick May,
Ten City,
Au Pairs,
Robert Wyatt,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Suburban Knight,
Franke,
Neu!,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pharoah Sanders,
Siglo XX,
Albert Ayler,
Intrusion,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Black Pus,
Angry Samoans,
the Association,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.