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 Senegal and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 mellotron 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 Black Sheep to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Sun Ra,
Pantaleimon,
Funky Four + One,
The Real Kids,
New Age Steppers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scion,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Human League,
Tres Demented,
Peter and Kerry,
The Gap Band,
Gichy Dan,
Eric Copeland,
Oneida,
Lebanon Hanover,
Isaac Hayes,
Sällskapet,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Magma,
Average White Band,
New York Dolls,
Trumans Water,
Outsiders,
Soulsonic Force,
Godley & Creme,
Tom Boy,
Model 500,
Youth Brigade,
Duran Duran,
Livin' Joy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sun City Girls,
Steve Hackett,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Glenn Branca,
Josef K,
Crash Course in Science,
Funkadelic,
JFA,
June Days,
The United States of America,
Cheater Slicks,
Archie Shepp,
Joyce Sims,
Angry Samoans,
Pagans,
Echospace,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pulsallama,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Oblivians,
Groovy Waters,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Sisters of Mercy,
Talk Talk,
Albert Ayler,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.