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 Bulgaria and from Philadelphia.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 spring reverb 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 Gang Gang Dance to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monks,
The Cowsills,
One Last Wish,
LL Cool J,
Camberwell Now,
Panda Bear,
Fluxion,
Ultravox,
Sonny Sharrock,
Amazonics,
Flipper,
Eden Ahbez,
Sight & Sound,
Royal Trux,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Electric Prunes,
Pagans,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Litter,
Scrapy,
Saccharine Trust,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pulsallama,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Alton Ellis,
Soft Machine,
Simply Red,
Arab on Radar,
The Last Poets,
The Cramps,
the Germs,
Newcleus,
Masters at Work,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Girls At Our Best!,
Peter and Kerry,
Public Image Ltd.,
Essential Logic,
Bobby Womack,
Outsiders,
Isaac Hayes,
Bronski Beat,
Don Cherry,
The Count Five,
Connie Case,
Idris Muhammad,
The Gories,
Radiohead,
Mo-Dettes,
Brothers Johnson,
Cymande,
Jeff Lynne,
Lyres,
Chris & Cosey,
Excepter,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Moleskins,
Visage,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.