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 Gabon and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Hong Kong.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the grunge 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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Talk Talk,
Swell Maps,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Harry Pussy,
Adolescents,
Boogie Down Productions,
Cluster,
Anakelly,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gerry Rafferty,
Moss Icon,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cheater Slicks,
The Zeros,
The Martian,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
These Immortal Souls,
Jeff Lynne,
Gang Gang Dance,
Television Personalities,
Con Funk Shun,
Chrome,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eurythmics,
Rufus Thomas,
Idris Muhammad,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marvin Gaye,
Saccharine Trust,
Tomorrow,
Peter & Gordon,
Black Flag,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bobby Byrd,
In Retrospect,
La Düsseldorf,
Dawn Penn,
The Stooges,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Slick Rick,
The Busters,
Anthony Braxton,
Lee Hazlewood,
Erykah Badu,
Patti Smith,
Bob Dylan,
Magazine,
Lindisfarne,
The Last Poets,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ituana,
Janne Schatter,
Newcleus,
Dual Sessions,
Sällskapet,
Kayak,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.