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 Uruguay and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
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 Roxy Music to the dance 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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
Nas,
Procol Harum,
Soul II Soul,
Minny Pops,
FM Einheit,
Japan,
Pussy Galore,
Robert Görl,
Model 500,
Arab on Radar,
David Axelrod,
Tomorrow,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Buzzcocks,
Agitation Free,
Bad Manners,
Cybotron,
Can,
Gil Scott Heron,
Eric Dolphy,
Thompson Twins,
Supertramp,
Sam Rivers,
Minutemen,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Roxette,
Mad Mike,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Misunderstood,
Toni Rubio,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bill Wells,
Surgeon,
Khruangbin,
The Fire Engines,
Piero Umiliani,
Kas Product,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Slackers,
Scott Walker,
Television Personalities,
Ronnie Foster,
Neu!,
Camberwell Now,
Stiv Bators,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Buckinghams,
Cal Tjader,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Fuzztones,
Lalann,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bobbi Humphrey,
U.S. Maple,
the Germs,
The Mojo Men,
Suicide,
Public Image Ltd.,
Blancmange,
Das Ding,
The Litter,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.