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 Taiwan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Josef K to the rock 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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Brand Nubian,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Royal Trux,
Deadbeat,
Shoche,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jandek,
A Certain Ratio,
Iggy Pop,
Lyres,
The Evens,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Walker Brothers,
Arab on Radar,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Con Funk Shun,
Ornette Coleman,
Barrington Levy,
Jacques Brel,
New Order,
Matthew Halsall,
Suicide,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Henry Cow,
The Kinks,
Rod Modell,
Country Teasers,
Big Daddy Kane,
Anthony Braxton,
Black Moon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Urselle,
The Last Poets,
Juan Atkins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Audionom,
LL Cool J,
Lower 48,
The Beau Brummels,
The Gladiators,
Scion,
Connie Case,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Mars,
Can,
Blake Baxter,
The Fortunes,
Faraquet,
Pierre Henry,
The Golliwogs,
Duran Duran,
The Vogues,
The Sonics,
Neil Young,
Al Stewart,
Amon Düül II,
Lakeside,
K-Klass,
David Bowie,
X-102,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.