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 Peru and from Tehran.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Isaac Hayes to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pagans,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sight & Sound,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Human League,
Unwound,
Harry Pussy,
Pierre Henry,
Soulsonic Force,
Fugazi,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DJ Sneak,
Tomorrow,
Crooked Eye,
The Moleskins,
Tommy Roe,
Gong,
Yazoo,
Eden Ahbez,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Half Japanese,
Minny Pops,
Andrew Hill,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Moody Blues,
The Litter,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
T.S.O.L.,
This Heat,
Yellowson,
Echospace,
Joyce Sims,
Aloha Tigers,
Dave Gahan,
Derrick Morgan,
B.T. Express,
Crime,
Porter Ricks,
Crash Course in Science,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Aswad,
E-Dancer,
Loose Ends,
Siglo XX,
Surgeon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nick Fraelich,
Brass Construction,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fela Kuti,
The Residents,
Lindisfarne,
Suburban Knight,
Los Fastidios,
Radiohead,
Camouflage,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.