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 Micronesia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 snare 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 Rotary Connection to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe 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 theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Royal Trux,
Lucky Dragons,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Excepter,
Bobby Womack,
The Skatalites,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gabor Szabo,
Steve Hackett,
Sun Ra,
Wolf Eyes,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Litter,
UT,
Zero Boys,
Pierre Henry,
The Misunderstood,
the Bar-Kays,
Fatback Band,
Freddie Wadling,
Anakelly,
Alice Coltrane,
Hardrive,
Maleditus Sound,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Busters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Moby Grape,
Marmalade,
Gang Gang Dance,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jeff Mills,
Crash Course in Science,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fad Gadget,
Agitation Free,
Porter Ricks,
The Cure,
Peter and Kerry,
Q65,
Ice-T,
Brand Nubian,
Pantaleimon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Banda Bassotti,
Ronnie Foster,
Siglo XX,
Crispian St. Peters,
Arthur Verocai,
Eric B and Rakim,
Mary Jane Girls,
Frankie Knuckles,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Urselle,
Model 500,
David McCallum,
Darondo,
Pharoah Sanders,
Accadde A,
Q and Not U,
The Blackbyrds,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.