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 Denmark and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Public Image Ltd. to the jazz 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 Rufus Thomas. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
Silicon Teens,
The Fuzztones,
Glambeats Corp.,
Boogie Down Productions,
Agitation Free,
Sun City Girls,
Sam Rivers,
Scott Walker,
Amazonics,
ABBA,
Ornette Coleman,
Roger Hodgson,
ABC,
Bill Wells,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sound Behaviour,
Index,
Reagan Youth,
Little Man,
Soulsonic Force,
Porter Ricks,
Inner City,
Lyres,
The Gun Club,
Eve St. Jones,
Fluxion,
The Leaves,
Wally Richardson,
Pagans,
Brand Nubian,
The Blues Magoos,
Matthew Bourne,
Graham Central Station,
Deadbeat,
Harmonia,
The Offenders,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Simply Red,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Royal Trux,
Warren Ellis,
Bauhaus,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Terrestrial Tones,
the Sonics,
FM Einheit,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Cure,
Japan,
The Walker Brothers,
Quadrant,
Kerri Chandler,
Thompson Twins,
Rufus Thomas,
Moby Grape,
New Order,
Iggy Pop,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bootsy Collins,
Sixth Finger,
Dead Boys,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.