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 Macedonia and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 clarinet 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 A Flock of Seagulls to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Harry Pussy. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Marcia Griffiths,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
KRS-One,
Black Pus,
Goldenarms,
Tom Boy,
Surgeon,
Laurel Aitken,
The Velvet Underground,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
AZ,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Yazoo,
Young Marble Giants,
The Sonics,
LL Cool J,
Steve Hackett,
Aaron Thompson,
The Modern Lovers,
Stiv Bators,
Gang Green,
Rotary Connection,
H. Thieme,
Delta 5,
Tim Buckley,
Marvin Gaye,
The Cowsills,
The Gap Band,
Scion,
Fatback Band,
DJ Sneak,
Pussy Galore,
The Sound,
Ronnie Foster,
Symarip,
Los Fastidios,
The Victims,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Accadde A,
Harpers Bizarre,
Chris Corsano,
Erykah Badu,
Model 500,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Fugs,
Y Pants,
Sugar Minott,
Danielle Patucci,
The Grass Roots,
Peter and Kerry,
Jawbox,
Crispian St. Peters,
Harmonia,
Dawn Penn,
Leonard Cohen,
T. Rex,
Public Enemy,
Lungfish,
Pylon,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.