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 Senegal and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in 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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Madrid.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Brick to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Richard Hell and the Voidoids 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan 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?
Gastr Del Sol,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Franke,
Derrick Morgan,
Harry Pussy,
Matthew Bourne,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Black Moon,
Gil Scott Heron,
Charles Mingus,
Soul II Soul,
Peter & Gordon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Dirtbombs,
X-Ray Spex,
Peter and Kerry,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Letta Mbulu,
Leonard Cohen,
Eli Mardock,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Human League,
Groovy Waters,
Tubeway Army,
The Victims,
L. Decosne,
Rufus Thomas,
Technova,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Excepter,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ultimate Spinach,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Mummies,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sällskapet,
Rosa Yemen,
Rapeman,
Slick Rick,
Dawn Penn,
Lightning Bolt,
Gichy Dan,
Glambeats Corp.,
Audionom,
Sound Behaviour,
Unwound,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Fire Engines,
Janne Schatter,
Danielle Patucci,
The Electric Prunes,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
AZ,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bluetip,
Skarface,
Parry Music,
Kerrie Biddell,
Dave Gahan,
Model 500,
Eric Copeland,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.