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 Papua New Guinea and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 oboe 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 The Moleskins to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Janne Schatter,
Rotary Connection,
Make Up,
The Gap Band,
Neil Young,
Moebius,
Gang Starr,
Albert Ayler,
Silicon Teens,
The Mojo Men,
Outsiders,
The Busters,
Andrew Hill,
Sugar Minott,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Talk Talk,
The Skatalites,
Gang Green,
Lalo Schifrin,
Unrelated Segments,
The Human League,
Crime,
Drive Like Jehu,
Joey Negro,
Sound Behaviour,
Spandau Ballet,
EPMD,
X-102,
CMW,
Moby Grape,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Y Pants,
Darondo,
Bush Tetras,
Ornette Coleman,
cv313,
Pantytec,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Black Sheep,
The Detroit Cobras,
Shuggie Otis,
The Toasters,
The Gladiators,
Magazine,
Adolescents,
the Swans,
The Beau Brummels,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Wasted Youth,
The Fugs,
Monolake,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Freddie Wadling,
The Sound,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Deadbeat,
Livin' Joy,
Joe Finger,
Gang Gang Dance,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.