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 Finland and from Portland.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Columbus.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Tommy Roe to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
The Offenders,
Franke,
Aswad,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
R.M.O.,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
the Association,
Swell Maps,
Pantaleimon,
Ohio Players,
Maleditus Sound,
Minor Threat,
New Age Steppers,
Scan 7,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Infiniti,
Silicon Teens,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Country Teasers,
Whodini,
Sex Pistols,
Peter & Gordon,
The Sound,
Das Ding,
Goldenarms,
The Divine Comedy,
Oneida,
Bobby Womack,
David Axelrod,
Boogie Down Productions,
Intrusion,
Laurel Aitken,
Tom Boy,
Scion,
Public Image Ltd.,
Underground Resistance,
Tubeway Army,
Banda Bassotti,
Cameo,
Don Cherry,
Half Japanese,
the Slits,
Max Romeo,
Hashim,
Juan Atkins,
Jeff Lynne,
Avey Tare,
Cecil Taylor,
Curtis Mayfield,
Arcadia,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lou Reed,
Nils Olav,
Johnny Clarke,
James White and The Blacks,
The Young Rascals,
The Gap Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.