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 Korea North and from Philadelphia.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare 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 Stereo Dub to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Camouflage,
Fela Kuti,
Audionom,
The Evens,
Little Man,
Public Enemy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Soft Machine,
Pantaleimon,
One Last Wish,
Anakelly,
DNA,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Quando Quango,
Robert Görl,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Idris Muhammad,
Skriet,
Marc Almond,
Bronski Beat,
The Five Americans,
Roxette,
H. Thieme,
Moss Icon,
David Bowie,
Wasted Youth,
The J.B.'s,
DJ Style,
In Retrospect,
K-Klass,
The Beau Brummels,
Babytalk,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
LL Cool J,
The Human League,
Youth Brigade,
Rod Modell,
MC5,
Blancmange,
Loose Ends,
Freddie Wadling,
Eurythmics,
Popol Vuh,
Ronnie Foster,
Mad Mike,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gap Band,
Byron Stingily,
X-102,
Hot Snakes,
Minny Pops,
Sun City Girls,
Lee Hazlewood,
Judy Mowatt,
The Young Rascals,
Sparks,
The Index,
the Human League,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ronan,
The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs.
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.