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 New Zealand and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
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 Hashim to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
Girls At Our Best!,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Fania All-Stars,
Curtis Mayfield,
Crispy Ambulance,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Be Bop Deluxe,
John Cale,
Circle Jerks,
Soulsonic Force,
Matthew Halsall,
Rufus Thomas,
JFA,
The Saints,
Alton Ellis,
Jacques Brel,
Joensuu 1685,
MC5,
Basic Channel,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Todd Terry,
Ituana,
The Sonics,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Standells,
Youth Brigade,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rites of Spring,
Judy Mowatt,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Don Cherry,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Delon & Dalcan,
Saccharine Trust,
Main Source,
Eve St. Jones,
The Cramps,
Blake Baxter,
Fad Gadget,
The Vogues,
The Martian,
Royal Trux,
Goldenarms,
EPMD,
Chrome,
David Bowie,
Schoolly D,
Animal Collective,
Susan Cadogan,
Sarah Menescal,
Gong,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Barracudas,
Sam Rivers,
Niagra,
Max Romeo,
Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.
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.