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 San Marino and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Columbus.
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 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 Kas Product to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
The Wake,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Man Parrish,
Marc Almond,
Amazonics,
Model 500,
DNA,
Terry Callier,
Aaron Thompson,
Barbara Tucker,
Stereo Dub,
Kurtis Blow,
Wolf Eyes,
Danielle Patucci,
Loose Ends,
Mars,
Anthony Braxton,
Nils Olav,
Malaria!,
Joey Negro,
The Sound,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Motorama,
Television Personalities,
Fela Kuti,
The Velvet Underground,
Don Cherry,
Metal Thangz,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Misunderstood,
Deepchord,
Agent Orange,
Bush Tetras,
Wire,
The Fall,
Lyres,
John Foxx,
Funky Four + One,
Absolute Body Control,
Todd Rundgren,
Dave Gahan,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Selecter,
Shoche,
The Smiths,
New Age Steppers,
The Monks,
The Gap Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
New York Dolls,
Hot Snakes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jandek,
June Days,
Ossler,
Yellowson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lakeside,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.