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 Morocco and from Calgary.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Radio Birdman to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Starr record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fugazi record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Alphaville,
The Residents,
Neu!,
Skaos,
Siglo XX,
The Count Five,
Roxette,
D'Angelo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Motorama,
Chris Corsano,
Traffic Nightmare,
Hardrive,
T.S.O.L.,
The Trojans,
The Mojo Men,
The Sound,
the Swans,
Kas Product,
Marine Girls,
The Modern Lovers,
Ice-T,
The Techniques,
Nils Olav,
Jesper Dahlback,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Knickerbockers,
Soft Machine,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Remains,
Todd Terry,
Angry Samoans,
Newcleus,
Bad Manners,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Arcadia,
The Walker Brothers,
Sandy B,
Zapp,
The Human League,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Porter Ricks,
B.T. Express,
Alton Ellis,
Lindisfarne,
Matthew Bourne,
T. Rex,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Carl Craig,
Television Personalities,
This Heat,
Peter & Gordon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fad Gadget,
Technova,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pantytec,
The Velvet Underground,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.