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 Madagascar and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Yazoo to the punk 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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gastr Del Sol,
Slave,
Pantaleimon,
Deadbeat,
UT,
Andrew Hill,
Suicide,
The Tremeloes,
Scion,
The Moleskins,
Charles Mingus,
The Electric Prunes,
Zero Boys,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ultra Naté,
Sonny Sharrock,
Black Sheep,
The Count Five,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Electric Prunes,
Intrusion,
Suburban Knight,
The Cramps,
Siglo XX,
Man Eating Sloth,
Davy DMX,
Crispy Ambulance,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jimmy McGriff,
Iggy Pop,
Accadde A,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Shoche,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Black Dice,
Gang Green,
The Associates,
The Leaves,
Ice-T,
Bob Dylan,
the Human League,
Brand Nubian,
Theoretical Girls,
The Evens,
Eric B and Rakim,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Golliwogs,
The Motions,
Lightning Bolt,
The Shadows of Knight,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
U.S. Maple,
Agitation Free,
Scratch Acid,
Ornette Coleman,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Subhumans,
Ronnie Foster,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fugazi,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.