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 Iraq and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Dave Clark Five to the funk 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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
Kool Moe Dee,
8 Eyed Spy,
Camberwell Now,
Bill Wells,
Reagan Youth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roxette,
Sun City Girls,
Crime,
Lyres,
The Sonics,
Mission of Burma,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Monks,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Soulsonic Force,
Eyeless In Gaza,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fatback Band,
U.S. Maple,
Swans,
Rod Modell,
Barrington Levy,
ABBA,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Joe Smooth,
Skaos,
Soul Sonic Force,
Unwound,
The Buckinghams,
Lou Christie,
Ultravox,
X-102,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Residents,
Khruangbin,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
New Order,
Black Sheep,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Parry Music,
Ohio Players,
Quadrant,
Fluxion,
Godley & Creme,
The Raincoats,
Desert Stars,
John Lydon,
Pole,
Heaven 17,
Kenny Larkin,
Nik Kershaw,
Soul II Soul,
Freddie Wadling,
Bill Near,
Icehouse,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.