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 the UAE and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Sound to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Television Personalities,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Black Sheep,
The Count Five,
Carl Craig,
The Fire Engines,
Gang Green,
Alphaville,
the Bar-Kays,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Terrestrial Tones,
cv313,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Velvet Underground,
Faraquet,
The Grass Roots,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fugazi,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Depeche Mode,
kango's stein massive,
Amazonics,
Eve St. Jones,
Khruangbin,
The Mummies,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Groovy Waters,
Kenny Larkin,
Pet Shop Boys,
Prince Buster,
Minnie Riperton,
H. Thieme,
The Invisible,
The Alarm Clocks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Scrapy,
Dawn Penn,
The Neon Judgement,
Lalann,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pantaleimon,
Archie Shepp,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Skatalites,
Sound Behaviour,
Massinfluence,
Joy Division,
The Real Kids,
the Human League,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lungfish,
X-101,
Country Teasers,
June of 44,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.