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 Mauritania and from Stockholm.
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 Calgary and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
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 Yellowson to the rap 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anthony Braxton,
David McCallum,
Mr. Review,
Rapeman,
the Sonics,
Tubeway Army,
John Foxx,
Porter Ricks,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Trojans,
Dual Sessions,
Basic Channel,
Swell Maps,
Leonard Cohen,
Bush Tetras,
Johnny Clarke,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kurtis Blow,
The Walker Brothers,
The Velvet Underground,
China Crisis,
Sunsets and Hearts,
10cc,
Soft Machine,
A Certain Ratio,
Donny Hathaway,
The Searchers,
Mantronix,
The Durutti Column,
Skriet,
Television Personalities,
The Monochrome Set,
Sun City Girls,
Y Pants,
Gregory Isaacs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
It's A Beautiful Day,
David Bowie,
Maleditus Sound,
Jeff Lynne,
Lower 48,
The Detroit Cobras,
Toni Rubio,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Stiv Bators,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sixth Finger,
Agitation Free,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Arcadia,
Section 25,
Tom Boy,
the Swans,
The Wake,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lalo Schifrin,
DJ Style,
Robert Wyatt,
Massinfluence,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Pretty Things,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
CMW,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.