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 Brazil and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Woodstock.
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 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 Lou Reed 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 Judy Mowatt to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
Silicon Teens,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bronski Beat,
The Index,
Stiv Bators,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
New Age Steppers,
Spandau Ballet,
Main Source,
The Misunderstood,
The Fuzztones,
The Raincoats,
LL Cool J,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Whodini,
Throbbing Gristle,
Deepchord,
Soul II Soul,
Fad Gadget,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Eurythmics,
Roxy Music,
Unwound,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Spoonie Gee,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lou Christie,
X-101,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Peter and Kerry,
Cluster,
Kaleidoscope,
Joe Finger,
Moebius,
The Durutti Column,
Nirvana,
Sister Nancy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Royal Trux,
Country Teasers,
The Wake,
Skriet,
the Association,
Joyce Sims,
Big Daddy Kane,
Trumans Water,
Gabor Szabo,
Warren Ellis,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Dead C,
Marine Girls,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Buckinghams,
Parry Music,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
One Last Wish,
Wally Richardson,
Minutemen,
Little Man,
Byron Stingily,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.