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 Iceland and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lille.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the güiro 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 Stereo Dub to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fat Boys. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Vladislav Delay,
Country Teasers,
The Real Kids,
La Düsseldorf,
John Foxx,
Rakim,
The Red Krayola,
Make Up,
CMW,
D'Angelo,
The Gap Band,
The Last Poets,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dark Day,
John Coltrane,
The Beau Brummels,
FM Einheit,
The Neon Judgement,
Excepter,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Quantec,
Lucky Dragons,
E-Dancer,
Yusef Lateef,
Ornette Coleman,
Bauhaus,
Swell Maps,
Juan Atkins,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Cameo,
Crispian St. Peters,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Agitation Free,
Mad Mike,
Nik Kershaw,
Leonard Cohen,
Howard Jones,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eric Copeland,
The Smoke,
Idris Muhammad,
Erasure,
Scientists,
Brass Construction,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Angry Samoans,
Half Japanese,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ronan,
The Walker Brothers,
Saccharine Trust,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Darondo,
Bronski Beat,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eddi Front,
Lee Hazlewood,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Mummies,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.