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 Romania and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the sitar 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 The New Christs to the jazz 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris Corsano record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Loose Ends,
Little Man,
Nico,
Nation of Ulysses,
Television Personalities,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Busters,
Young Marble Giants,
Big Daddy Kane,
ABBA,
New Order,
Todd Rundgren,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Soul II Soul,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Fortunes,
The J.B.'s,
Fear,
Deakin,
cv313,
Television,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Gap Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Joe Smooth,
Mad Mike,
Los Fastidios,
Roxy Music,
Frankie Knuckles,
Mars,
Pole,
DJ Style,
Ituana,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Moleskins,
Alphaville,
Nik Kershaw,
The Litter,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Joe Finger,
Lou Christie,
Scan 7,
Josef K,
Blake Baxter,
Easy Going,
Colin Newman,
Curtis Mayfield,
Grauzone,
Niagra,
Deadbeat,
The Human League,
Main Source,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Sonics,
Intrusion,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Terrestrial Tones,
Graham Central Station,
China Crisis,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.