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 Micronesia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lou Christie to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fela Kuti,
Banda Bassotti,
Joy Division,
Nirvana,
Magma,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Graham Central Station,
Morten Harket,
Scrapy,
Surgeon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fear,
Bad Manners,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Detroit Cobras,
Marshall Jefferson,
Vainqueur,
Sixth Finger,
CMW,
Michelle Simonal,
Bob Dylan,
The Barracudas,
the Normal,
Porter Ricks,
ABC,
World's Most,
Pere Ubu,
Magazine,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Neil Young,
Thee Headcoats,
Sparks,
Spoonie Gee,
Johnny Clarke,
Fugazi,
Faraquet,
Letta Mbulu,
Minor Threat,
Barclay James Harvest,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pantytec,
Silicon Teens,
X-102,
Chrome,
Soulsonic Force,
Man Parrish,
Jerry's Kids,
Mad Mike,
Youth Brigade,
Bootsy Collins,
The Buckinghams,
Ronnie Foster,
John Holt,
MDC,
John Cale,
Wasted Youth,
The Skatalites,
Ralphi Rosario,
E-Dancer,
John Foxx,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.