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 Austria and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tokyo.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 David McCallum to the electroclash 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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crooked Eye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
The Dead C,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Babytalk,
Matthew Bourne,
Warren Ellis,
Dave Gahan,
Con Funk Shun,
Das Ding,
The Last Poets,
The Five Americans,
The Star Department,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Negative Approach,
Skaos,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Zeros,
Masters at Work,
Bootsy Collins,
Erykah Badu,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pagans,
Radio Birdman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rotary Connection,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jesper Dahlback,
Soft Cell,
Delta 5,
Mars,
The Move,
The Searchers,
Albert Ayler,
Electric Prunes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Alice Coltrane,
Black Bananas,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pierre Henry,
Aural Exciters,
The Pretty Things,
Carl Craig,
The Slackers,
Black Flag,
Black Pus,
Popol Vuh,
The Human League,
Ultravox,
John Foxx,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
U.S. Maple,
Patti Smith,
Todd Rundgren,
Rosa Yemen,
Ice-T,
Guru Guru,
The Toasters,
Ornette Coleman,
Trumans Water,
Maurizio,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.