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 Mexico and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Fall to the funk 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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Rekid,
Minor Threat,
Cecil Taylor,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The J.B.'s,
Jeff Mills,
Mars,
Absolute Body Control,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eric Copeland,
Theoretical Girls,
Nirvana,
Cabaret Voltaire,
B.T. Express,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roger Hodgson,
Josef K,
Pantytec,
Matthew Halsall,
The Motions,
Alton Ellis,
Brick,
New Age Steppers,
Rosa Yemen,
Skarface,
Fluxion,
Electric Prunes,
Reuben Wilson,
The Grass Roots,
Toni Rubio,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Half Japanese,
Moby Grape,
Steve Hackett,
Chris Corsano,
Los Fastidios,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Carl Craig,
Agitation Free,
The Cramps,
Colin Newman,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Excepter,
The Electric Prunes,
Hashim,
Grauzone,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sam Rivers,
The Move,
Young Marble Giants,
Freddie Wadling,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bad Manners,
Pussy Galore,
Derrick May,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Joy Division,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.