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 Serbia and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Joe Finger 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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Drexciya,
Oneida,
Radio Birdman,
Moss Icon,
Colin Newman,
Tears for Fears,
Lightning Bolt,
Idris Muhammad,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Amon Düül II,
Index,
Brass Construction,
Don Cherry,
Fear,
Tim Buckley,
R.M.O.,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Joe Finger,
The Martian,
Fad Gadget,
The Invisible,
Con Funk Shun,
Jacques Brel,
Eve St. Jones,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Cameo,
Pylon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Techniques,
Barbara Tucker,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ossler,
Eddi Front,
Agitation Free,
The Barracudas,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Visage,
Anthony Braxton,
Robert Wyatt,
Barry Ungar,
AZ,
Television,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bobby Womack,
Jeff Mills,
Arcadia,
The Cramps,
Robert Hood,
Youth Brigade,
Theoretical Girls,
Jesper Dahlback,
Echospace,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sixth Finger,
MC5,
Peter and Kerry,
Flash Fearless,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.