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 Kosovo and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 Janne Schatter to the grime 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 Sad Lovers and Giants. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus 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 linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Arthur Verocai,
FM Einheit,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Agitation Free,
a-ha,
Patti Smith,
Camouflage,
Clear Light,
Davy DMX,
Glenn Branca,
Jawbox,
D'Angelo,
Bang On A Can,
The Associates,
Popol Vuh,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gregory Isaacs,
Deadbeat,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Grass Roots,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
This Heat,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pulsallama,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
AZ,
Amon Düül II,
Danielle Patucci,
Gang Green,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cheater Slicks,
Can,
Skriet,
Crooked Eye,
Soul Sonic Force,
Barbara Tucker,
Symarip,
Lakeside,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Fad Gadget,
The Electric Prunes,
Main Source,
The Pretty Things,
Pantytec,
Marc Almond,
David Axelrod,
Kas Product,
Derrick May,
Tim Buckley,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ossler,
The Raincoats,
Scientists,
Crash Course in Science,
Franke,
Tropical Tobacco,
Tommy Roe,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.