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 Ukraine and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Aaron Thompson to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Sandy B,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Albert Ayler,
Lakeside,
Mad Mike,
Yazoo,
Alison Limerick,
Bobby Womack,
Subhumans,
ABC,
Pole,
The Gap Band,
Outsiders,
Joyce Sims,
Ituana,
The Velvet Underground,
Monks,
The Monochrome Set,
Chris & Cosey,
OOIOO,
This Heat,
Ohio Players,
The Fall,
Joensuu 1685,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Toasters,
Young Marble Giants,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Carl Craig,
Country Teasers,
The Techniques,
Tres Demented,
Robert Görl,
Skaos,
Jawbox,
Altered Images,
Eve St. Jones,
The Cowsills,
June Days,
Angry Samoans,
Reuben Wilson,
Patti Smith,
Gang Starr,
The Last Poets,
World's Most,
The Electric Prunes,
Electric Prunes,
Blake Baxter,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Delta 5,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
B.T. Express,
Erykah Badu,
Avey Tare,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Whodini,
Marc Almond,
The Young Rascals,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.