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 Marshall Islands and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
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 Erykah Badu to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Das Ding 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Hot Snakes,
EPMD,
Can,
Be Bop Deluxe,
John Coltrane,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jeff Lynne,
Symarip,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kerrie Biddell,
Neil Young,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Terrestrial Tones,
Scrapy,
Rakim,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Agent Orange,
Camouflage,
Pharoah Sanders,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Hasil Adkins,
The Remains,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
ABC,
The Durutti Column,
Mission of Burma,
Ohio Players,
Underground Resistance,
Toni Rubio,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bobby Sherman,
Archie Shepp,
China Crisis,
Audionom,
Model 500,
Nas,
The Moody Blues,
Television Personalities,
Outsiders,
Ludus,
Gichy Dan,
Make Up,
Drive Like Jehu,
Icehouse,
Alice Coltrane,
Bad Manners,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Q and Not U,
X-102,
Suicide,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gories,
Deepchord,
Saccharine Trust,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Anakelly,
These Immortal Souls,
Roxette,
Metal Thangz,
Johnny Clarke,
Judy Mowatt,
Schoolly D,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.