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 Kuwait and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 snare 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 Half Japanese to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
Aural Exciters,
Derrick May,
The Knickerbockers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Depeche Mode,
Vladislav Delay,
Warren Ellis,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pantytec,
Lyres,
Ohio Players,
Absolute Body Control,
Minor Threat,
Wolf Eyes,
Von Mondo,
The Leaves,
Brand Nubian,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Half Japanese,
KRS-One,
Electric Prunes,
Average White Band,
The Last Poets,
Schoolly D,
Bob Dylan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
ABBA,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Gun Club,
Livin' Joy,
The Monks,
Main Source,
Ornette Coleman,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Glambeats Corp.,
X-Ray Spex,
Vainqueur,
Matthew Bourne,
The Red Krayola,
Rotary Connection,
Aswad,
Surgeon,
Organ,
The Cowsills,
Bootsy Collins,
Bad Manners,
Chris & Cosey,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
John Cale,
Sam Rivers,
The Smiths,
R.M.O.,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Cure,
Fad Gadget,
Smog,
Gregory Isaacs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gang Gang Dance,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.