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 Taiwan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
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 Jeff Lynne to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
David McCallum,
Saccharine Trust,
Anthony Braxton,
Panda Bear,
The Shadows of Knight,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eden Ahbez,
The Modern Lovers,
Boogie Down Productions,
A Certain Ratio,
Siglo XX,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Japan,
Infiniti,
Fatback Band,
Barrington Levy,
Peter and Kerry,
T. Rex,
Susan Cadogan,
Whodini,
Bizarre Inc.,
Yazoo,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Normal,
Man Eating Sloth,
FM Einheit,
PIL,
Ituana,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Germs,
the Bar-Kays,
Rakim,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lalo Schifrin,
Organ,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kevin Saunderson,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bob Dylan,
Pierre Henry,
Isaac Hayes,
The Saints,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jeru the Damaja,
Scrapy,
Sex Pistols,
Hoover,
Joe Smooth,
MDC,
Basic Channel,
Sarah Menescal,
Das Ding,
Joy Division,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Idris Muhammad,
Alice Coltrane,
Intrusion,
Aaron Thompson,
Chris & Cosey,
Sound Behaviour,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft.
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.