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 South Sudan and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Roxette to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Con Funk Shun,
The Fall,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Donny Hathaway,
Hashim,
Bootsy Collins,
Janne Schatter,
Tim Buckley,
Yellowson,
Second Layer,
The Real Kids,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Robert Görl,
Skarface,
The Gap Band,
The Doobie Brothers,
Quando Quango,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Byron Stingily,
Half Japanese,
Jerry's Kids,
Ultra Naté,
Suburban Knight,
Jeru the Damaja,
Aswad,
Peter & Gordon,
Robert Wyatt,
Bronski Beat,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Unwound,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Matthew Bourne,
Prince Buster,
Yusef Lateef,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pere Ubu,
Von Mondo,
The Count Five,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Moleskins,
Quadrant,
Dual Sessions,
Blake Baxter,
The Invisible,
Tres Demented,
Black Pus,
New Age Steppers,
Moby Grape,
The Golliwogs,
The Gories,
Bobby Womack,
Al Stewart,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Toasters,
Alton Ellis,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Amon Düül,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.