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 Marshall Islands and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Salvador and Manila.
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 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Yellowson 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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet 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?
Soul II Soul,
The Slackers,
Mantronix,
Brass Construction,
Deakin,
the Swans,
DJ Sneak,
Mary Jane Girls,
Panda Bear,
Aswad,
Roy Ayers,
Fela Kuti,
CMW,
Tears for Fears,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Organ,
Marcia Griffiths,
Zero Boys,
Kool Moe Dee,
Agent Orange,
Michelle Simonal,
Fad Gadget,
Godley & Creme,
Ludus,
Flipper,
Eve St. Jones,
Maleditus Sound,
Spandau Ballet,
Matthew Halsall,
X-101,
This Heat,
Fatback Band,
The Durutti Column,
The Seeds,
The Searchers,
Donald Byrd,
Scion,
Scan 7,
The Smiths,
Motorama,
Neil Young,
T.S.O.L.,
Massinfluence,
Kaleidoscope,
DJ Style,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Beau Brummels,
Metal Thangz,
Todd Rundgren,
The New Christs,
Livin' Joy,
Jacob Miller,
The Remains,
The Names,
Funkadelic,
Robert Hood,
Niagra,
The Neon Judgement,
Underground Resistance,
Public Enemy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.