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 Slovakia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Move to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe 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 guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
Bootsy Collins,
Duran Duran,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Glenn Branca,
Slick Rick,
The Victims,
The Dirtbombs,
MC5,
EPMD,
OOIOO,
Hoover,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Moebius,
Banda Bassotti,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Misunderstood,
The Searchers,
The Divine Comedy,
Piero Umiliani,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dave Gahan,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Monochrome Set,
Radiohead,
Boogie Down Productions,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Minutemen,
Danielle Patucci,
The Gun Club,
The Golliwogs,
Shoche,
Dawn Penn,
Suicide,
Rufus Thomas,
Nik Kershaw,
David McCallum,
John Holt,
Skarface,
Simply Red,
DJ Sneak,
Masters at Work,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
June Days,
Barry Ungar,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
JFA,
The Gap Band,
Robert Wyatt,
Essential Logic,
Accadde A,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Severed Heads,
Neil Young,
Anakelly,
Aloha Tigers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Last Poets,
Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.
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.