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 Afghanistan and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Faraquet to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Newcleus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Stetsasonic,
The Invisible,
Slave,
The Slits,
Magma,
The Move,
Ohio Players,
Reagan Youth,
The New Christs,
Lower 48,
Mo-Dettes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gregory Isaacs,
Arthur Verocai,
Crash Course in Science,
The Buckinghams,
Pharoah Sanders,
Terry Callier,
Todd Rundgren,
DJ Style,
Moby Grape,
Schoolly D,
The Sonics,
In Retrospect,
Morten Harket,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ultimate Spinach,
This Heat,
The Monks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Trojans,
CMW,
Scientists,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sparks,
Amon Düül II,
Public Enemy,
Pylon,
The Dirtbombs,
Gang Green,
Funkadelic,
The Barracudas,
Harry Pussy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gang of Four,
Hashim,
Sandy B,
The Misunderstood,
Rotary Connection,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Beau Brummels,
Soulsonic Force,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Graham Central Station,
Wally Richardson,
Little Man,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Robert Wyatt,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Wake, The Wake, The Wake, The Wake.
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.