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 Colombia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry to the punk 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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Idris Muhammad,
Reuben Wilson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lightning Bolt,
Jacob Miller,
Amon Düül II,
Interpol,
Bootsy Collins,
Faraquet,
Black Bananas,
Main Source,
the Association,
Andrew Hill,
Groovy Waters,
Parry Music,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Cymande,
Throbbing Gristle,
Infiniti,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Eve St. Jones,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Drexciya,
A Flock of Seagulls,
the Swans,
Roy Ayers,
Fear,
Basic Channel,
ABC,
Harry Pussy,
Popol Vuh,
Siglo XX,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
La Düsseldorf,
Quantec,
Bill Wells,
John Coltrane,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Count Five,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lungfish,
Magma,
D'Angelo,
Sixth Finger,
Jeff Lynne,
X-Ray Spex,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Anakelly,
Ludus,
Fugazi,
The Toasters,
EPMD,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Slits,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sarah Menescal,
Shoche,
LL Cool J,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.