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 Hungary and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 oboe 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 Tubeway Army to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter 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 marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Wake,
The Human League,
Jacques Brel,
Electric Prunes,
Bobby Sherman,
The Pretty Things,
Howard Jones,
Lyres,
JFA,
Todd Terry,
Minutemen,
The Happenings,
Hot Snakes,
Technova,
The Invisible,
Qualms,
Shuggie Otis,
L. Decosne,
Althea and Donna,
Blossom Toes,
The Monks,
Cecil Taylor,
CMW,
Ultra Naté,
Gong,
Eli Mardock,
The Gories,
The Modern Lovers,
the Soft Cell,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Soul Sonic Force,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
MC5,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Connie Case,
The Associates,
Deepchord,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Model 500,
Bobby Byrd,
The Real Kids,
Sun Ra,
Josef K,
Nick Fraelich,
Tommy Roe,
Nik Kershaw,
Ice-T,
Black Pus,
The Cramps,
The Gladiators,
cv313,
Von Mondo,
Roxette,
Skriet,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
X-102,
The Fugs,
Swell Maps,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.