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 Namibia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Vogues to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
The Remains,
The Evens,
Andrew Hill,
Dark Day,
The Martian,
Fatback Band,
Metal Thangz,
David Axelrod,
Rapeman,
Todd Terry,
Iggy Pop,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Standells,
The Techniques,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ice-T,
Howard Jones,
Boogie Down Productions,
Massinfluence,
the Soft Cell,
The Skatalites,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Black Moon,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Motions,
DJ Sneak,
Isaac Hayes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Slave,
The Gap Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
X-102,
Kerri Chandler,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Banda Bassotti,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Icehouse,
Brick,
Rufus Thomas,
Animal Collective,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dead Boys,
Moss Icon,
DJ Style,
Sandy B,
Sun City Girls,
Leonard Cohen,
Byron Stingily,
Dorothy Ashby,
The New Christs,
the Slits,
Ten City,
Loose Ends,
Infiniti,
The Blackbyrds,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.