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 Tajikistan and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Liliput to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Soft Machine,
Boredoms,
Bobby Byrd,
Gichy Dan,
The Busters,
Soul II Soul,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Five Americans,
The Evens,
Supertramp,
Tubeway Army,
The Count Five,
Procol Harum,
D'Angelo,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bill Wells,
Sugar Minott,
Derrick May,
Matthew Bourne,
Television Personalities,
Depeche Mode,
The Human League,
The Blackbyrds,
Darondo,
Echospace,
Wings,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Standells,
Albert Ayler,
Altered Images,
June of 44,
John Holt,
Kas Product,
cv313,
June Days,
Thompson Twins,
Babytalk,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ohio Players,
Jeff Mills,
Susan Cadogan,
Alphaville,
Sexual Harrassment,
Agent Orange,
Trumans Water,
Sarah Menescal,
The New Christs,
Chrome,
Moby Grape,
Juan Atkins,
The Alarm Clocks,
Soulsonic Force,
Drive Like Jehu,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Reed,
World's Most,
Popol Vuh,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.