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 Estonia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Nico to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Junior Murvin,
Animal Collective,
The Leaves,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Eric Dolphy,
The Techniques,
Al Stewart,
The Martian,
John Coltrane,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Todd Rundgren,
Marine Girls,
Reuben Wilson,
The New Christs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sandy B,
ABC,
Tres Demented,
Ituana,
Archie Shepp,
Rosa Yemen,
Sex Pistols,
Khruangbin,
Adolescents,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Skatalites,
Bauhaus,
Robert Görl,
Freddie Wadling,
the Swans,
the Human League,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Drexciya,
The Cramps,
Ultravox,
Fifty Foot Hose,
One Last Wish,
Camberwell Now,
Yazoo,
Rufus Thomas,
Marvin Gaye,
Pussy Galore,
The Human League,
Laurel Aitken,
John Foxx,
The Invisible,
Patti Smith,
Todd Terry,
Bill Wells,
cv313,
Crispy Ambulance,
Whodini,
Isaac Hayes,
Ice-T,
The Dirtbombs,
Ronnie Foster,
Zero Boys,
Wire,
Maurizio,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Faust, Faust, Faust, Faust.
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.