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 San Marino and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 PIL to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Tom Boy,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Soulsonic Force,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rufus Thomas,
Gastr Del Sol,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Interpol,
Groovy Waters,
Japan,
Morten Harket,
Black Moon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Stereo Dub,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Negative Approach,
Janne Schatter,
Crash Course in Science,
Howard Jones,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
U.S. Maple,
Scratch Acid,
Subhumans,
Avey Tare,
Radio Birdman,
The Sound,
June of 44,
The Cowsills,
The Monks,
Colin Newman,
Aaron Thompson,
The Mojo Men,
Bad Manners,
Delon & Dalcan,
48th St. Collective,
Anthony Braxton,
The Dead C,
T. Rex,
T.S.O.L.,
Pantaleimon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Thee Headcoats,
Lalann,
Kenny Larkin,
Davy DMX,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
10cc,
Loose Ends,
The Velvet Underground,
The Knickerbockers,
Fluxion,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Deakin,
Hardrive,
Youth Brigade,
Eurythmics,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Swans,
Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich.
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.