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 Niger and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Madrid and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
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 Scion to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Black Sheep,
Au Pairs,
Altered Images,
Barbara Tucker,
Monks,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Minnie Riperton,
Dawn Penn,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gang of Four,
Soft Cell,
New York Dolls,
Mark Hollis,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Dave Clark Five,
Dennis Brown,
Lucky Dragons,
Idris Muhammad,
Technova,
Pantytec,
the Soft Cell,
Scratch Acid,
Junior Murvin,
John Cale,
Marvin Gaye,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gabor Szabo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Frankie Knuckles,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Johnny Clarke,
Depeche Mode,
Grauzone,
The Grass Roots,
Amon Düül II,
Neu!,
Sonic Youth,
Ralphi Rosario,
Josef K,
Hoover,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Masters at Work,
Gong,
Magma,
Jerry's Kids,
Young Marble Giants,
John Holt,
Accadde A,
Letta Mbulu,
Guru Guru,
Anakelly,
T.S.O.L.,
Rod Modell,
The Young Rascals,
Average White Band,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Eli Mardock,
Neil Young,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.