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 New Zealand and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Richard Hell and the Voidoids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Five Americans,
Soft Cell,
Glenn Branca,
Aaron Thompson,
Juan Atkins,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Technova,
The Dirtbombs,
Leonard Cohen,
The Moleskins,
Mandrill,
The Angels of Light,
R.M.O.,
Surgeon,
Sam Rivers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Q and Not U,
Tommy Roe,
Delta 5,
Albert Ayler,
Slick Rick,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ornette Coleman,
Bluetip,
Urselle,
Icehouse,
The Searchers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fela Kuti,
Erykah Badu,
Dark Day,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ralphi Rosario,
Deepchord,
Chrome,
Lebanon Hanover,
Darondo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Parry Music,
Rhythm & Sound,
CMW,
The Busters,
Ultravox,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Trumans Water,
Metal Thangz,
Young Marble Giants,
Mad Mike,
Gong,
OOIOO,
Susan Cadogan,
The Walker Brothers,
The Moody Blues,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eve St. Jones,
Joe Finger,
Subhumans,
Black Bananas,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.