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 Montenegro and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Aural Exciters to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Martian,
10cc,
Scrapy,
Rites of Spring,
The Fire Engines,
Chris Corsano,
F. McDonald,
Metal Thangz,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Albert Ayler,
Sam Rivers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kayak,
Chrome,
DJ Sneak,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Robert Görl,
Drexciya,
Marc Almond,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
One Last Wish,
Johnny Osbourne,
Arcadia,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Talk Talk,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lower 48,
The Fugs,
Fear,
Infiniti,
Eric Dolphy,
Accadde A,
Warsaw,
Siglo XX,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Avey Tare,
Quando Quango,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Inner City,
Massinfluence,
Rhythm & Sound,
Negative Approach,
The Pop Group,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Sonics,
Can,
Rod Modell,
DJ Style,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Con Funk Shun,
The Velvet Underground,
Mary Jane Girls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
KRS-One,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Invisible,
Tubeway Army,
Ohio Players,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.