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 Sri Lanka and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 Bobby Sherman to the crunk 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 The Smiths. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Andrew Hill,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Anthony Braxton,
Judy Mowatt,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Black Flag,
Eric Copeland,
Rod Modell,
Scott Walker,
Lucky Dragons,
U.S. Maple,
Magazine,
The Techniques,
Young Marble Giants,
Pole,
Funky Four + One,
Marshall Jefferson,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sex Pistols,
Anakelly,
Easy Going,
Dual Sessions,
The Mummies,
DNA,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Joyce Sims,
Lee Hazlewood,
E-Dancer,
Sixth Finger,
The Music Machine,
Blancmange,
MC5,
Animal Collective,
Derrick May,
The Raincoats,
JFA,
Wire,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Barrington Levy,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Barracudas,
Wally Richardson,
Matthew Halsall,
FM Einheit,
the Fania All-Stars,
Blake Baxter,
The Gladiators,
Tommy Roe,
Moss Icon,
Aswad,
Trumans Water,
Main Source,
Q and Not U,
The Fuzztones,
Peter & Gordon,
Ponytail,
The Misunderstood,
H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme.
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.