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 Singapore and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Royal Family And The Poor 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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Gong,
ABBA,
The Human League,
Banda Bassotti,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Metal Thangz,
Model 500,
Pantaleimon,
X-101,
Can,
Ornette Coleman,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scott Walker,
Steve Hackett,
Urselle,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eric Dolphy,
Mars,
Barbara Tucker,
Scientists,
Crime,
T.S.O.L.,
Dave Gahan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rotary Connection,
the Sonics,
Mad Mike,
Silicon Teens,
In Retrospect,
Robert Görl,
The Evens,
Vladislav Delay,
Robert Hood,
Brand Nubian,
The Star Department,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Graham Central Station,
Eddi Front,
Slick Rick,
Smog,
The Black Dice,
Livin' Joy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Deakin,
Grey Daturas,
Liliput,
Donny Hathaway,
48th St. Collective,
The Leaves,
Ultravox,
Porter Ricks,
The Golliwogs,
Cecil Taylor,
Deepchord,
kango's stein massive,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rod Modell,
Gichy Dan,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.