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 Sweden and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Faust to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
48th St. Collective,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
FM Einheit,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Stereo Dub,
the Soft Cell,
Janne Schatter,
Boz Scaggs,
Lakeside,
Icehouse,
Excepter,
Cameo,
Zero Boys,
The Doors,
Man Parrish,
Warsaw,
Lalo Schifrin,
Audionom,
The Vogues,
Ronnie Foster,
Lyres,
The Gladiators,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
H. Thieme,
Jacques Brel,
Jacob Miller,
Lightning Bolt,
June of 44,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pylon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Smiths,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bill Wells,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Soul Sonic Force,
Joy Division,
Funkadelic,
10cc,
Lalann,
Tomorrow,
Maleditus Sound,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Niagra,
Glenn Branca,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pussy Galore,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Star Department,
Peter & Gordon,
Neu!,
Radiopuhelimet,
Mandrill,
Marine Girls,
DJ Style,
Fad Gadget,
The Martian,
The Raincoats,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.