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 Sudan and from Cairo.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 L. Decosne to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Shadows of Knight,
Grauzone,
Arcadia,
Ludus,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Country Joe & The Fish,
EPMD,
The Black Dice,
Terry Callier,
The Knickerbockers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Roger Hodgson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
New Order,
Fela Kuti,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Mark Hollis,
Public Image Ltd.,
Harmonia,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kaleidoscope,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Public Enemy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Young Rascals,
MDC,
The Detroit Cobras,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pylon,
Donald Byrd,
The Associates,
Desert Stars,
Accadde A,
The Gories,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Fad Gadget,
Joey Negro,
Trumans Water,
Yellowson,
Agitation Free,
A Certain Ratio,
Bauhaus,
Los Fastidios,
Symarip,
Rosa Yemen,
The Sound,
The Invisible,
Man Parrish,
Jacques Brel,
Mars,
Erasure,
Alison Limerick,
Inner City,
Mad Mike,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.