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 Indonesia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Q and Not U to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fortunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Pantytec,
Peter and Kerry,
Tubeway Army,
Brothers Johnson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Motorama,
Section 25,
X-102,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Adolescents,
Chris & Cosey,
Sparks,
The Walker Brothers,
Hashim,
Albert Ayler,
The Last Poets,
Lower 48,
The Misunderstood,
Black Bananas,
The Monochrome Set,
Cal Tjader,
Charles Mingus,
Wings,
Essential Logic,
Underground Resistance,
Drexciya,
Shuggie Otis,
The Vogues,
Trumans Water,
Carl Craig,
Panda Bear,
James White and The Blacks,
Pere Ubu,
Los Fastidios,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bluetip,
Popol Vuh,
Bad Manners,
The Durutti Column,
Eden Ahbez,
Morten Harket,
Radiohead,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
China Crisis,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Fania All-Stars,
Todd Rundgren,
The Smoke,
The Tremeloes,
Livin' Joy,
Howard Jones,
Harmonia,
LL Cool J,
Grauzone,
Arcadia,
Vainqueur,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.