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 Latvia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Harmonia to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Faraquet,
Boz Scaggs,
Con Funk Shun,
Symarip,
Depeche Mode,
The Victims,
Todd Terry,
Cluster,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ken Boothe,
The Searchers,
Underground Resistance,
Cal Tjader,
Girls At Our Best!,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Crime,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Avey Tare,
The Litter,
Althea and Donna,
Audionom,
JFA,
The Knickerbockers,
Ohio Players,
Vainqueur,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Los Fastidios,
X-102,
Newcleus,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tim Buckley,
Intrusion,
Dawn Penn,
Freddie Wadling,
Jerry's Kids,
The Doobie Brothers,
Robert Hood,
Derrick May,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Niagra,
Amon Düül,
Glenn Branca,
The Stooges,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Joey Negro,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bronski Beat,
The Moleskins,
Bill Near,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mary Jane Girls,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Circle Jerks,
The Last Poets,
Thee Headcoats,
The Grass Roots,
Roy Ayers,
The Gories,
The Velvet Underground,
PIL,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.