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 Cameroon and from Woodstock.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Residents to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Alarm Clocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
the Swans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Fall,
Von Mondo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fugazi,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Fear,
Black Sheep,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Amon Düül,
Morten Harket,
Neil Young,
The Smoke,
Suburban Knight,
Big Daddy Kane,
Roy Ayers,
Thompson Twins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Circle Jerks,
Agitation Free,
the Normal,
The Techniques,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Derrick May,
Television Personalities,
Audionom,
Echospace,
Bush Tetras,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Germs,
Albert Ayler,
Urselle,
Ossler,
10cc,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Oblivians,
Wally Richardson,
PIL,
Kas Product,
FM Einheit,
Radio Birdman,
Alphaville,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mars,
Godley & Creme,
Quando Quango,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bang On A Can,
Eli Mardock,
Tommy Roe,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pet Shop Boys,
Clear Light,
The Misunderstood,
Rakim,
Mark Hollis,
The Martian,
Ralphi Rosario,
Minor Threat,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.