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 Liberia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 LL Cool J to the punk 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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
Neil Young,
Gang Starr,
Jesper Dahlback,
Absolute Body Control,
Gregory Isaacs,
Dave Gahan,
Maurizio,
Andrew Hill,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Maleditus Sound,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pere Ubu,
La Düsseldorf,
Aaron Thompson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Mantronix,
Sun City Girls,
Guru Guru,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Sonics,
Aural Exciters,
Mary Jane Girls,
Suicide,
The Martian,
Eurythmics,
Metal Thangz,
Minny Pops,
Tommy Roe,
Outsiders,
Ludus,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Moody Blues,
the Soft Cell,
Stockholm Monsters,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Avey Tare,
Minor Threat,
Siglo XX,
Man Eating Sloth,
Godley & Creme,
Public Enemy,
Agitation Free,
Arab on Radar,
The Smoke,
Harmonia,
Tears for Fears,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jandek,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Cure,
Sound Behaviour,
Model 500,
Skaos,
Ash Ra Tempel,
David McCallum,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.