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 Barbados and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Curtis Mayfield to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Invisible. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Nirvana,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Unrelated Segments,
Robert Görl,
China Crisis,
Altered Images,
Thee Headcoats,
Man Parrish,
Bootsy Collins,
Joy Division,
The Knickerbockers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Motions,
a-ha,
Royal Trux,
Dorothy Ashby,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Masters at Work,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sight & Sound,
Don Cherry,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Fania All-Stars,
Tubeway Army,
Avey Tare,
The Last Poets,
Marine Girls,
Kas Product,
Jawbox,
Man Eating Sloth,
Franke,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Cluster,
Livin' Joy,
Public Enemy,
Lyres,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ornette Coleman,
Simply Red,
Funkadelic,
Anakelly,
Crime,
Neu!,
the Sonics,
The Monochrome Set,
Joyce Sims,
Fear,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Tomorrow,
Jeru the Damaja,
Skarface,
The Star Department,
Average White Band,
Joe Finger,
The Monks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Gun Club,
Audionom,
The Zeros,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.