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 Dominican Republic and from Sao Paulo.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 clarinet 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 The Fuzztones to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Crispian St. Peters. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
The Monochrome Set,
Gil Scott Heron,
Slave,
Newcleus,
John Foxx,
Joe Finger,
Delta 5,
Marc Almond,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kerri Chandler,
David Bowie,
The Tremeloes,
a-ha,
The Dirtbombs,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Residents,
Avey Tare,
New York Dolls,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
B.T. Express,
Ralphi Rosario,
Banda Bassotti,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kaleidoscope,
Ronnie Foster,
Deakin,
Altered Images,
Gang Green,
Robert Görl,
Sam Rivers,
Sonny Sharrock,
the Bar-Kays,
Animal Collective,
Girls At Our Best!,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Evens,
The Five Americans,
Bronski Beat,
Radiohead,
Rotary Connection,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
kango's stein massive,
Cluster,
Flipper,
Slick Rick,
Ohio Players,
The Red Krayola,
Darondo,
Dual Sessions,
La Düsseldorf,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rekid,
Sun City Girls,
David Axelrod,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
John Lydon,
Thompson Twins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Absolute Body Control,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.