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 Gabon and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Nico to the grime 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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All Country Joe & The Fish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Main Source,
Terrestrial Tones,
Tomorrow,
Black Moon,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rod Modell,
Soulsonic Force,
K-Klass,
Mark Hollis,
New York Dolls,
Kurtis Blow,
La Düsseldorf,
The Last Poets,
The Barracudas,
Magma,
The Smoke,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Crash Course in Science,
Gang Green,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Theoretical Girls,
Aural Exciters,
Todd Terry,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Au Pairs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Connie Case,
Von Mondo,
Radiopuhelimet,
Heaven 17,
Schoolly D,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Marmalade,
The Evens,
The Birthday Party,
Brothers Johnson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Scion,
Thompson Twins,
Fela Kuti,
Marc Almond,
Aswad,
June of 44,
Howard Jones,
The Doors,
Dave Gahan,
Zapp,
Dual Sessions,
Cluster,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Juan Atkins,
Eric B and Rakim,
Excepter,
Henry Cow,
David Axelrod,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Bar-Kays,
Moebius,
Tommy Roe,
cv313,
Lakeside,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.