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 Eritrea and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Adolescents,
Symarip,
Kevin Saunderson,
Parry Music,
Tropical Tobacco,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Aaron Thompson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fugazi,
Maleditus Sound,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eric Copeland,
Yellowson,
Dual Sessions,
Bang On A Can,
Ponytail,
Donald Byrd,
The Litter,
LL Cool J,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Searchers,
Cameo,
the Association,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
DJ Style,
Andrew Hill,
Fatback Band,
Easy Going,
Average White Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Chris Corsano,
David McCallum,
Marc Almond,
Icehouse,
Nick Fraelich,
The Monks,
Hot Snakes,
Gil Scott Heron,
Alice Coltrane,
Loose Ends,
Nas,
Tomorrow,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Roy Ayers,
Deadbeat,
Clear Light,
Suicide,
the Sonics,
D'Angelo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
John Coltrane,
Rapeman,
Visage,
Wire,
The Misunderstood,
Dark Day,
Surgeon,
Joe Smooth,
Accadde A,
Porter Ricks,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.