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 Chad and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lucky Dragons to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Al Stewart,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ituana,
Duran Duran,
Mad Mike,
The Blues Magoos,
Little Man,
Faust,
The Last Poets,
Technova,
Gang of Four,
Peter & Gordon,
Bobby Womack,
Newcleus,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
In Retrospect,
Sugar Minott,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Robert Hood,
Terry Callier,
Youth Brigade,
Patti Smith,
Fad Gadget,
Pantytec,
Los Fastidios,
Symarip,
Subhumans,
Matthew Bourne,
The Durutti Column,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The American Breed,
Skarface,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Harpers Bizarre,
Cymande,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bobby Sherman,
The Fall,
Quando Quango,
Suburban Knight,
Funkadelic,
Crooked Eye,
Joy Division,
Sonic Youth,
Alphaville,
the Slits,
Mission of Burma,
Buzzcocks,
Warren Ellis,
Ultra Naté,
Stetsasonic,
Bootsy Collins,
Curtis Mayfield,
Leonard Cohen,
The Human League,
Rakim,
Flipper,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.