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 Grenada and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 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 The Fuzztones to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mad Mike,
Quando Quango,
Sandy B,
Maleditus Sound,
Laurel Aitken,
Warsaw,
Ornette Coleman,
The Black Dice,
Little Man,
Bobby Womack,
Youth Brigade,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Peter & Gordon,
The Cramps,
Alison Limerick,
Monolake,
Chris Corsano,
Matthew Halsall,
Patti Smith,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Q65,
Delta 5,
The Blues Magoos,
Rufus Thomas,
The Mojo Men,
Flamin' Groovies,
Hot Snakes,
Urselle,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Moby Grape,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fatback Band,
The Gun Club,
The Last Poets,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Cowsills,
Roxy Music,
Wings,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Das Ding,
Cluster,
Index,
Absolute Body Control,
The Fire Engines,
Lalo Schifrin,
Charles Mingus,
Ronnie Foster,
David McCallum,
Unwound,
Deadbeat,
Kas Product,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pagans,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kayak,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Toasters,
Dave Gahan,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Black Moon,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.