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 Latvia and from Toronto.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 güiro 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 H. Thieme to the funk 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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
Symarip,
Bob Dylan,
The Standells,
Leonard Cohen,
Lightning Bolt,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mad Mike,
K-Klass,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Alice Coltrane,
Cameo,
Marmalade,
Anthony Braxton,
The Red Krayola,
Das Ding,
Country Teasers,
Chrome,
The Golliwogs,
Pole,
Arcadia,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Germs,
the Association,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Altered Images,
Barclay James Harvest,
Boredoms,
Godley & Creme,
Grey Daturas,
Wire,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eric B and Rakim,
Audionom,
Ornette Coleman,
D'Angelo,
Maurizio,
Lalann,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mandrill,
Bizarre Inc.,
Soul II Soul,
The Offenders,
Delon & Dalcan,
Derrick May,
Barry Ungar,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Seeds,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Moleskins,
Kerri Chandler,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Angels of Light,
Lakeside,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Cecil Taylor,
Underground Resistance,
Quantec,
The Martian,
Scott Walker,
Flamin' Groovies,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.