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 Nepal and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ponytail,
Kas Product,
Animal Collective,
Lucky Dragons,
Fear,
ABC,
Junior Murvin,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Half Japanese,
Roxette,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Happenings,
The Angels of Light,
Section 25,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Los Fastidios,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lalo Schifrin,
Agitation Free,
The Monks,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cheater Slicks,
The Fugs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Sound,
Desert Stars,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Tom Boy,
The Fuzztones,
Gang Green,
Aural Exciters,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Banda Bassotti,
Spoonie Gee,
Electric Prunes,
Ultravox,
Bauhaus,
Piero Umiliani,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Intrusion,
The Star Department,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jeru the Damaja,
Audionom,
The Zeros,
The Sonics,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Peter & Gordon,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Stetsasonic,
Trumans Water,
Pet Shop Boys,
Fad Gadget,
Average White Band,
Harmonia,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.