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 Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 The Remains to the disco 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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Vogues,
The Fall,
Donald Byrd,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Stereo Dub,
Pylon,
Lucky Dragons,
Marmalade,
Television Personalities,
Quadrant,
David Bowie,
Absolute Body Control,
Black Pus,
MC5,
Dawn Penn,
Goldenarms,
The Evens,
The Durutti Column,
Ossler,
Ludus,
The Knickerbockers,
Lindisfarne,
The Young Rascals,
Sugar Minott,
Ten City,
Rufus Thomas,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Oblivians,
Swans,
Outsiders,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Names,
CMW,
Kaleidoscope,
One Last Wish,
Loose Ends,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Dennis Brown,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Procol Harum,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bobby Womack,
Stetsasonic,
Jeff Mills,
Aloha Tigers,
The United States of America,
Reuben Wilson,
Marc Almond,
The Techniques,
OOIOO,
Magma,
Jimmy McGriff,
ABBA,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ultra Naté,
Fat Boys,
Boogie Down Productions,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.