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 Lille.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Cairo.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro 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 Zero Boys to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Invisible. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Reagan Youth,
Cybotron,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gang Green,
The Knickerbockers,
Max Romeo,
The Monochrome Set,
Chrome,
Archie Shepp,
Eric Copeland,
Nas,
Stockholm Monsters,
Vainqueur,
Spoonie Gee,
Sun Ra,
Yazoo,
D'Angelo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Funky Four + One,
Ronan,
Glenn Branca,
Interpol,
The Names,
Section 25,
Robert Hood,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Barrington Levy,
Slave,
Newcleus,
Soft Cell,
Matthew Bourne,
Silicon Teens,
Roxy Music,
Lee Hazlewood,
Skriet,
Neil Young,
Roy Ayers,
Kurtis Blow,
Davy DMX,
Masters at Work,
The Cramps,
Sandy B,
Ornette Coleman,
John Foxx,
Moss Icon,
Juan Atkins,
Lalann,
The Flesh Eaters,
Agent Orange,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Remains,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Litter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Khruangbin,
Reuben Wilson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.