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 Solomon Islands and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 cv313 to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
H. Thieme,
MDC,
June Days,
Banda Bassotti,
Carl Craig,
AZ,
In Retrospect,
The Fugs,
Curtis Mayfield,
Inner City,
DNA,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
10cc,
The Smiths,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Spoonie Gee,
Mantronix,
Dual Sessions,
ABBA,
Fluxion,
Bronski Beat,
Tubeway Army,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Average White Band,
The Cowsills,
Suburban Knight,
Technova,
Anakelly,
Kenny Larkin,
Gang of Four,
U.S. Maple,
Minny Pops,
Quando Quango,
Nils Olav,
Andrew Hill,
Sister Nancy,
Prince Buster,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sixth Finger,
The Mummies,
Amazonics,
Unwound,
Roy Ayers,
Lou Reed,
the Bar-Kays,
Amon Düül,
Arthur Verocai,
Moebius,
Roxette,
Guru Guru,
Camouflage,
Little Man,
Swans,
The Happenings,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pagans,
Albert Ayler,
Camberwell Now,
Junior Murvin,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.