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 Ireland and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 David Bowie 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 Guru Guru to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
The Red Krayola,
Crooked Eye,
Cymande,
Todd Terry,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Fire Engines,
Easy Going,
Todd Rundgren,
New Order,
Stiv Bators,
Aural Exciters,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ronan,
Porter Ricks,
Monolake,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Aswad,
Outsiders,
Absolute Body Control,
Los Fastidios,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Moody Blues,
Saccharine Trust,
Pantaleimon,
The Divine Comedy,
Henry Cow,
The Seeds,
The Fugs,
Ronnie Foster,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Negative Approach,
EPMD,
The Mojo Men,
MC5,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Index,
Robert Wyatt,
Infiniti,
Scientists,
Boz Scaggs,
Nas,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Fuzztones,
Angry Samoans,
The Zeros,
The Mummies,
Skaos,
CMW,
Rufus Thomas,
Tears for Fears,
Organ,
Quantec,
Alison Limerick,
Swans,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Newcleus,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Brass Construction,
Ludus,
Faust,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.