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 Burundi and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Eve St. Jones. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Drexciya,
Main Source,
Brothers Johnson,
Japan,
The Slits,
Los Fastidios,
Cybotron,
Jacob Miller,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Pagans,
Theoretical Girls,
Mars,
New Age Steppers,
Soft Machine,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Vladislav Delay,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Avey Tare,
Brick,
The Cowsills,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Fad Gadget,
Shuggie Otis,
Donny Hathaway,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Black Dice,
Nas,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Agent Orange,
Rotary Connection,
Funkadelic,
ABBA,
The Knickerbockers,
Faust,
Radiopuhelimet,
H. Thieme,
Black Bananas,
Metal Thangz,
kango's stein massive,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jerry Gold Smith,
Smog,
Aswad,
The Birthday Party,
Severed Heads,
Roxette,
The Last Poets,
Gichy Dan,
Rosa Yemen,
Slave,
The Raincoats,
Black Pus,
B.T. Express,
Amazonics,
Delon & Dalcan,
Moss Icon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Litter,
Stereo Dub,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.