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 Belgium and from Accra.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Cameo to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Nik Kershaw,
Lindisfarne,
Brand Nubian,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Monolake,
The Red Krayola,
Animal Collective,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sound Behaviour,
Quantec,
Accadde A,
Kool Moe Dee,
Neu!,
Harpers Bizarre,
Q65,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Blossom Toes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Blackbyrds,
Inner City,
Dual Sessions,
The Fall,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Cecil Taylor,
Spandau Ballet,
The Slits,
Wally Richardson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
June Days,
cv313,
Ronnie Foster,
Zapp,
Flamin' Groovies,
Hot Snakes,
Sandy B,
Stetsasonic,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
New Age Steppers,
Hoover,
Guru Guru,
Josef K,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Livin' Joy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Icehouse,
Maleditus Sound,
Nas,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bobby Sherman,
Tommy Roe,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Davy DMX,
F. McDonald,
Young Marble Giants,
Marc Almond,
Jandek,
Parry Music,
The Index,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scott Walker,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.