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 Guinea and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 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 The Birthday Party to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Lindisfarne,
Sun Ra,
Archie Shepp,
The Seeds,
Quantec,
Nik Kershaw,
The Skatalites,
Echospace,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eric B and Rakim,
E-Dancer,
Charles Mingus,
Altered Images,
Unrelated Segments,
Bobby Sherman,
Alphaville,
John Holt,
CMW,
Gil Scott Heron,
Urselle,
Moss Icon,
The Move,
Franke,
Chrome,
Marc Almond,
The Gun Club,
Radiohead,
Vladislav Delay,
Circle Jerks,
Mars,
Skaos,
Excepter,
China Crisis,
Girls At Our Best!,
Roxette,
Lakeside,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Tears for Fears,
DNA,
10cc,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Fortunes,
the Normal,
Robert Hood,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Grey Daturas,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gabor Szabo,
The Smiths,
Black Sheep,
Tubeway Army,
Don Cherry,
Aaron Thompson,
Ken Boothe,
Ice-T,
The Grass Roots,
The Moody Blues,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Standells,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Barracudas,
Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.
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.