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 Zimbabwe and from Tehran.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Style,
UT,
Babytalk,
Sight & Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Josef K,
The Neon Judgement,
Lakeside,
One Last Wish,
Eden Ahbez,
Black Pus,
Buzzcocks,
The Gladiators,
F. McDonald,
Average White Band,
Jacob Miller,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Visage,
K-Klass,
DNA,
Dorothy Ashby,
Iggy Pop,
Kool Moe Dee,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bobby Byrd,
Rites of Spring,
Henry Cow,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Alphaville,
Andrew Hill,
Yellowson,
Howard Jones,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pere Ubu,
Half Japanese,
Tres Demented,
Section 25,
The Knickerbockers,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mandrill,
The Move,
Wally Richardson,
Donny Hathaway,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Al Stewart,
The Young Rascals,
Mantronix,
AZ,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Tears for Fears,
The Busters,
David McCallum,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
X-102,
Spoonie Gee,
The Monks,
This Heat,
Sarah Menescal,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.