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 Palau and from Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Black Flag to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Hutcherson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Wake,
Isaac Hayes,
The Saints,
Eli Mardock,
The Fortunes,
Steve Hackett,
Kas Product,
Ornette Coleman,
Malaria!,
The Fuzztones,
Lee Hazlewood,
Stiv Bators,
Depeche Mode,
The Vogues,
Interpol,
The Raincoats,
Radiopuhelimet,
T. Rex,
Lower 48,
The Golliwogs,
Johnny Clarke,
Negative Approach,
Nirvana,
Gang Starr,
Neu!,
Lakeside,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
John Foxx,
Thompson Twins,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Q and Not U,
Johnny Osbourne,
Curtis Mayfield,
Wings,
The Blackbyrds,
Con Funk Shun,
Marine Girls,
China Crisis,
Soul Sonic Force,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Saccharine Trust,
H. Thieme,
Brand Nubian,
Byron Stingily,
Goldenarms,
Lalann,
Brass Construction,
Au Pairs,
The Toasters,
D'Angelo,
Andrew Hill,
Pulsallama,
Leonard Cohen,
The Remains,
Livin' Joy,
Ultimate Spinach,
Mo-Dettes,
The Sonics,
Spandau Ballet,
Visage,
Second Layer,
Bluetip,
Aaron Thompson,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.