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 Croatia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Liaisons Dangereuses to the grunge 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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Can,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Fugs,
Ossler,
These Immortal Souls,
Television,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bootsy Collins,
Connie Case,
Avey Tare,
The Golliwogs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Tropical Tobacco,
Patti Smith,
Deakin,
Monolake,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Whodini,
Junior Murvin,
Boz Scaggs,
Flash Fearless,
Peter and Kerry,
Kenny Larkin,
Gang Starr,
Cymande,
Davy DMX,
The Fortunes,
Essential Logic,
E-Dancer,
Nas,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Al Stewart,
Stiv Bators,
The Pretty Things,
Scrapy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pere Ubu,
Swell Maps,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Litter,
Sarah Menescal,
Piero Umiliani,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Au Pairs,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Circle Jerks,
The Smoke,
Bauhaus,
Soulsonic Force,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Boredoms,
DNA,
KRS-One,
Joyce Sims,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.
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.