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 Turkey and from Sao Paulo.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Fad Gadget,
Masters at Work,
Yellowson,
Shuggie Otis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Echospace,
Warsaw,
Archie Shepp,
Radiohead,
John Foxx,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Henry Cow,
The Gap Band,
Wings,
James White and The Blacks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Eli Mardock,
The United States of America,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Fatback Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
Chris & Cosey,
T. Rex,
Gabor Szabo,
Eden Ahbez,
Darondo,
The American Breed,
The Litter,
Aswad,
Thee Headcoats,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Count Five,
Sunsets and Hearts,
the Germs,
Hoover,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Zeros,
Nirvana,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bill Near,
Brand Nubian,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Associates,
Depeche Mode,
Loose Ends,
David Bowie,
Sarah Menescal,
Lyres,
Oblivians,
Joyce Sims,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Massinfluence,
Livin' Joy,
Jawbox,
Lou Christie,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rosa Yemen,
Barbara Tucker,
Reagan Youth,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.