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 Botswana and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pagans to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Harry Pussy. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lou Reed,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Move,
Rufus Thomas,
Newcleus,
Grauzone,
Archie Shepp,
DJ Sneak,
Hashim,
The Fall,
Connie Case,
Banda Bassotti,
Funky Four + One,
Eric Dolphy,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Invisible,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Electric Prunes,
Mo-Dettes,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Fortunes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Roxy Music,
Scratch Acid,
The United States of America,
Average White Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Arthur Verocai,
Sam Rivers,
New Order,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Audionom,
Letta Mbulu,
F. McDonald,
Chris & Cosey,
Flash Fearless,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Victims,
Quadrant,
Procol Harum,
The Kinks,
Soulsonic Force,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Section 25,
Crispy Ambulance,
Little Man,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Joe Smooth,
Wire,
Slick Rick,
Arcadia,
Amon Düül,
Trumans Water,
Jeru the Damaja,
LL Cool J,
Vainqueur,
Spoonie Gee,
Pole,
Neil Young,
Ronnie Foster,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.