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 Cuba and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Popol Vuh,
Althea and Donna,
Barclay James Harvest,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sound Behaviour,
Warsaw,
Radiohead,
The Durutti Column,
Kool Moe Dee,
Glambeats Corp.,
Massinfluence,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kevin Saunderson,
Masters at Work,
The Sound,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Mummies,
Matthew Halsall,
Gang Green,
Kerri Chandler,
The Gun Club,
The Slits,
Sun City Girls,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gichy Dan,
Yusef Lateef,
Main Source,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rhythm & Sound,
Black Moon,
Magazine,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Public Enemy,
Bobby Womack,
the Slits,
Unrelated Segments,
Kerrie Biddell,
Dennis Brown,
Japan,
cv313,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pere Ubu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Black Bananas,
kango's stein massive,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Electric Prunes,
8 Eyed Spy,
Theoretical Girls,
Qualms,
Vainqueur,
Excepter,
The Flesh Eaters,
Surgeon,
Pussy Galore,
Lakeside,
Malaria!,
Lyres,
Franke,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.