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 Macedonia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rites of Spring to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Collins. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Patti Smith,
Echospace,
The Pop Group,
The Skatalites,
Los Fastidios,
Letta Mbulu,
Trumans Water,
The Misunderstood,
Funky Four + One,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rites of Spring,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rakim,
Franke,
James White and The Blacks,
David Bowie,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Scan 7,
Brick,
The Grass Roots,
Gregory Isaacs,
Freddie Wadling,
Gastr Del Sol,
Essential Logic,
Bush Tetras,
Half Japanese,
The Human League,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Marc Almond,
Ice-T,
Unwound,
Matthew Halsall,
DJ Sneak,
L. Decosne,
Jesper Dahlback,
Suburban Knight,
Lakeside,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bluetip,
Crime,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Evens,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Crispian St. Peters,
Moebius,
The Birthday Party,
Ornette Coleman,
Johnny Clarke,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Prince Buster,
the Germs,
The Smiths,
Susan Cadogan,
Ronan,
Radiopuhelimet,
a-ha,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.