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 Barbados and from Salvador.
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 London and Jakarta.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the snare 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 The Index to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Martian. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
the Slits,
Peter and Kerry,
June Days,
Q and Not U,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Quantec,
Laurel Aitken,
The American Breed,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lalo Schifrin,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sixth Finger,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Loose Ends,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Wings,
The Barracudas,
Pierre Henry,
John Coltrane,
Bang On A Can,
Black Flag,
Section 25,
X-Ray Spex,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Maleditus Sound,
Model 500,
Matthew Bourne,
Cluster,
Flamin' Groovies,
Reuben Wilson,
Funky Four + One,
MDC,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Bar-Kays,
Eric Copeland,
Supertramp,
Eden Ahbez,
Black Sheep,
Bobby Byrd,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bill Near,
Scan 7,
Lucky Dragons,
Tres Demented,
Qualms,
Niagra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Make Up,
Angry Samoans,
Albert Ayler,
The Dave Clark Five,
T.S.O.L.,
Rapeman,
Gang Gang Dance,
Saccharine Trust,
Rekid,
Soft Cell,
The Blackbyrds,
Isaac Hayes,
Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare.
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.