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 France and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 X-101 to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Beasts of Bourbon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Pop Group,
David Axelrod,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Animal Collective,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Prince Buster,
Laurel Aitken,
Ronnie Foster,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Mary Jane Girls,
Grey Daturas,
Bang On A Can,
Infiniti,
ABC,
Isaac Hayes,
Gang Starr,
The Flesh Eaters,
Amon Düül II,
Jerry's Kids,
David McCallum,
Derrick Morgan,
Robert Görl,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nils Olav,
Jandek,
Moss Icon,
The Beau Brummels,
Maleditus Sound,
La Düsseldorf,
Stiv Bators,
B.T. Express,
KRS-One,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Drexciya,
Oneida,
Scratch Acid,
Saccharine Trust,
John Foxx,
Man Parrish,
The Monks,
Nick Fraelich,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
John Lydon,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Radio Birdman,
Joe Smooth,
Marvin Gaye,
Smog,
The Tremeloes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Funky Four + One,
The Young Rascals,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Roxy Music,
The Residents,
Kenny Larkin,
Unwound,
The Moleskins,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.