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 Malaysia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the sitar 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 Don Cherry to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang On A Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Ponytail,
The Pop Group,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gabor Szabo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Toasters,
Grandmaster Flash,
Donald Byrd,
MDC,
The Dead C,
Gang Green,
Howard Jones,
Fad Gadget,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Television Personalities,
Motorama,
Subhumans,
The Slackers,
Aural Exciters,
Stereo Dub,
Drive Like Jehu,
X-102,
Tom Boy,
The Skatalites,
Tommy Roe,
Khruangbin,
Vainqueur,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alice Coltrane,
The Beau Brummels,
Alphaville,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Sound,
Derrick Morgan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
10cc,
Buzzcocks,
Erasure,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Wolf Eyes,
Silicon Teens,
Suburban Knight,
Shoche,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cybotron,
Radiohead,
Kas Product,
Soul II Soul,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Heaven 17,
Kenny Larkin,
Kevin Saunderson,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Nas,
David Axelrod,
Echospace,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Hoover,
Zero Boys,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.