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 Ethiopia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 Slave to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Motorama,
Bluetip,
Graham Central Station,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scrapy,
Pagans,
Derrick Morgan,
The Gories,
Eurythmics,
Idris Muhammad,
Groovy Waters,
James Chance & The Contortions,
H. Thieme,
DJ Sneak,
Godley & Creme,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ultra Naté,
Suburban Knight,
Derrick May,
Rhythm & Sound,
Moss Icon,
Rufus Thomas,
Gang Green,
Nico,
This Heat,
Suicide,
Leonard Cohen,
Fear,
EPMD,
Blake Baxter,
Mandrill,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lungfish,
The Vogues,
48th St. Collective,
Boogie Down Productions,
Matthew Bourne,
Sight & Sound,
OOIOO,
Electric Light Orchestra,
a-ha,
Dawn Penn,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Glenn Branca,
Lower 48,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Smiths,
Gichy Dan,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Alarm Clocks,
Audionom,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ludus,
Panda Bear,
Danielle Patucci,
Jandek,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Warren Ellis,
The Durutti Column,
Zapp, Zapp, Zapp, Zapp.
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.