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 Mongolia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Public Enemy to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Germs,
Idris Muhammad,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Circle Jerks,
Neu!,
Supertramp,
Dawn Penn,
E-Dancer,
Buzzcocks,
The Red Krayola,
Laurel Aitken,
Angry Samoans,
Marvin Gaye,
Oneida,
Pharoah Sanders,
Todd Terry,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rufus Thomas,
Ohio Players,
Negative Approach,
Jerry's Kids,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pylon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Wings,
K-Klass,
Traffic Nightmare,
Althea and Donna,
CMW,
Tommy Roe,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Erykah Badu,
Adolescents,
Pantytec,
Easy Going,
Sam Rivers,
David Axelrod,
Lindisfarne,
Cecil Taylor,
Dorothy Ashby,
a-ha,
ABC,
Don Cherry,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sexual Harrassment,
The J.B.'s,
Camouflage,
Heaven 17,
Moby Grape,
The Names,
Underground Resistance,
New Age Steppers,
Motorama,
Can,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Man Parrish,
Leonard Cohen,
The Fortunes,
Zapp,
Organ,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.