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 Brunei and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 David Bowie 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 Motions to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Howard Jones,
Saccharine Trust,
the Human League,
Easy Going,
The United States of America,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Magazine,
Animal Collective,
Jandek,
The Toasters,
48th St. Collective,
Unrelated Segments,
Oblivians,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Shuggie Otis,
Wasted Youth,
the Normal,
Black Bananas,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Matthew Bourne,
Grauzone,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Matthew Halsall,
Shoche,
Robert Wyatt,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Scott Walker,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lindisfarne,
Pharoah Sanders,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
China Crisis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wings,
Public Image Ltd.,
La Düsseldorf,
Rites of Spring,
Eli Mardock,
Junior Murvin,
Amazonics,
Godley & Creme,
OOIOO,
Moebius,
Ronan,
Accadde A,
The Kinks,
Average White Band,
Robert Hood,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fugazi,
Ituana,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Minutemen,
Gang Starr,
Metal Thangz,
Kurtis Blow,
The Blackbyrds,
Chris & Cosey,
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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.