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 Russia and from Tokyo.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Soft Cell to the grunge 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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
The Fortunes,
Fad Gadget,
R.M.O.,
Dual Sessions,
Babytalk,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sam Rivers,
Kenny Larkin,
Tears for Fears,
Lakeside,
Deakin,
Bush Tetras,
Sonic Youth,
Radiohead,
Technova,
The Leaves,
ABBA,
In Retrospect,
Flipper,
kango's stein massive,
Saccharine Trust,
Crime,
Niagra,
Whodini,
Blake Baxter,
Soulsonic Force,
Agent Orange,
Silicon Teens,
Sparks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gang of Four,
The Happenings,
Kerri Chandler,
The American Breed,
Tubeway Army,
CMW,
Arthur Verocai,
Bizarre Inc.,
Pierre Henry,
Pagans,
Model 500,
Pere Ubu,
Aural Exciters,
Ultra Naté,
Lindisfarne,
Parry Music,
Accadde A,
Yazoo,
Tres Demented,
David McCallum,
Thompson Twins,
Scott Walker,
The Evens,
B.T. Express,
Bill Near,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Warren Ellis,
Siglo XX,
Heaven 17,
10cc,
Steve Hackett,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.