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 Mozambique and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Surgeon to the jazz 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 The Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Kurtis Blow,
Scientists,
Robert Wyatt,
Donny Hathaway,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kas Product,
Joyce Sims,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rotary Connection,
The Grass Roots,
The Evens,
Reagan Youth,
Bob Dylan,
Bill Wells,
Ronnie Foster,
Technova,
Bootsy Collins,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Searchers,
Franke,
The Human League,
Derrick Morgan,
Oneida,
Soul Sonic Force,
Thompson Twins,
The Motions,
The Mojo Men,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Alton Ellis,
Bush Tetras,
Hot Snakes,
Moss Icon,
Bauhaus,
The Index,
Brick,
Hasil Adkins,
Lalann,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
AZ,
Half Japanese,
Traffic Nightmare,
June Days,
Roxy Music,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nick Fraelich,
The Barracudas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Zero Boys,
Radiohead,
Marcia Griffiths,
Alphaville,
Deakin,
Excepter,
The Young Rascals,
Jacques Brel,
Theoretical Girls,
Loose Ends,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Connie Case,
Amazonics,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.