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 Bangladesh and from Salvador.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Brand Nubian to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barry Ungar 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bill Near,
The Techniques,
Lower 48,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
the Fania All-Stars,
Aloha Tigers,
Bang On A Can,
China Crisis,
Sonic Youth,
Crispy Ambulance,
Theoretical Girls,
The Buckinghams,
Sarah Menescal,
Japan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Five Americans,
Anakelly,
The Stooges,
Wally Richardson,
Bush Tetras,
Magma,
Marine Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bauhaus,
Delta 5,
LL Cool J,
Mars,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sound Behaviour,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Doobie Brothers,
Inner City,
T.S.O.L.,
KRS-One,
Shuggie Otis,
Lalo Schifrin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Basic Channel,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Oneida,
Ultimate Spinach,
Roxy Music,
The Golliwogs,
Aaron Thompson,
Piero Umiliani,
Second Layer,
Eric Copeland,
Yusef Lateef,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pantaleimon,
The Invisible,
Avey Tare,
Tropical Tobacco,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Hashim,
Ronnie Foster,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Eli Mardock,
Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones.
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.