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 Armenia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Vladislav Delay to the dance 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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Franke,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Clear Light,
Ronan,
Joe Smooth,
The Stooges,
The Names,
The Dirtbombs,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tubeway Army,
Blake Baxter,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Soul II Soul,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lower 48,
Zero Boys,
Skarface,
Minny Pops,
Dead Boys,
Mo-Dettes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Circle Jerks,
The Selecter,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Morten Harket,
Harry Pussy,
Dual Sessions,
Soul Sonic Force,
Hashim,
Alice Coltrane,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bobby Womack,
Max Romeo,
Zapp,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Index,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Parry Music,
Bob Dylan,
Fad Gadget,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Duran Duran,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Soft Machine,
Rod Modell,
Pantaleimon,
The Motions,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kerri Chandler,
Cheater Slicks,
Soulsonic Force,
Pole,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jesper Dahlback,
T. Rex,
Suburban Knight,
Radiohead,
Black Bananas,
Susan Cadogan,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.