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 Dominican Republic and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lou Christie to the dance 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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Searchers,
Royal Trux,
Ultimate Spinach,
Alton Ellis,
Jeru the Damaja,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Move,
Massinfluence,
Black Moon,
The Selecter,
Dawn Penn,
The Wake,
The Smiths,
The Red Krayola,
Michelle Simonal,
Charles Mingus,
The Gun Club,
Ultra Naté,
OOIOO,
Erykah Badu,
Dual Sessions,
Au Pairs,
Flash Fearless,
Rod Modell,
The Techniques,
Fluxion,
Public Enemy,
Blancmange,
Sam Rivers,
Deakin,
Lightning Bolt,
Electric Prunes,
The Busters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Swans,
Young Marble Giants,
The Litter,
The Residents,
Funkadelic,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Standells,
World's Most,
David Axelrod,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Panda Bear,
Robert Görl,
Dead Boys,
Rakim,
Toni Rubio,
Lakeside,
Buzzcocks,
Sugar Minott,
The Stooges,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Audionom,
a-ha,
Scan 7,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.