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 United Kingdom and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Walker Brothers to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Freddie Wadling 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 '90s.
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 Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Tropical Tobacco,
Barbara Tucker,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Graham Central Station,
The Sound,
The Fugs,
A Certain Ratio,
Boz Scaggs,
Pantytec,
Eurythmics,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bang On A Can,
Nas,
The Real Kids,
Rosa Yemen,
Visage,
Letta Mbulu,
Bad Manners,
Tommy Roe,
Sun City Girls,
Slave,
Sun Ra,
Blancmange,
Gong,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mo-Dettes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Unrelated Segments,
Icehouse,
Massinfluence,
Wire,
The Gap Band,
Hot Snakes,
Tubeway Army,
The Durutti Column,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Alton Ellis,
Fatback Band,
Kaleidoscope,
Idris Muhammad,
June Days,
Fugazi,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Unwound,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Iggy Pop,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Dirtbombs,
Maurizio,
U.S. Maple,
New Order,
Joy Division,
Metal Thangz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Flash Fearless,
Danielle Patucci,
Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle.
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.