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 Seychelles and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Yazoo to the jazz 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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Gang of Four,
L. Decosne,
These Immortal Souls,
Agitation Free,
The United States of America,
Nils Olav,
Aswad,
Ituana,
Tubeway Army,
Wire,
Jeff Mills,
The Pop Group,
The Fugs,
Pantaleimon,
The Monochrome Set,
Technova,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Saccharine Trust,
The Modern Lovers,
The Gories,
Procol Harum,
Michelle Simonal,
Grauzone,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ossler,
Public Enemy,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Groovy Waters,
Kevin Saunderson,
Patti Smith,
Glenn Branca,
Gil Scott Heron,
Negative Approach,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Happenings,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Barrington Levy,
Ohio Players,
Bluetip,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Surgeon,
Organ,
The Sound,
JFA,
Heaven 17,
Arcadia,
John Holt,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Skarface,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lee Hazlewood,
Arab on Radar,
Audionom,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ten City,
Lungfish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nick Fraelich,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.