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 Honduras and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Audionom to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cowsills,
Soulsonic Force,
L. Decosne,
8 Eyed Spy,
Masters at Work,
Country Teasers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Deakin,
Joyce Sims,
Gang of Four,
Minnie Riperton,
JFA,
Arthur Verocai,
Max Romeo,
Rufus Thomas,
Nas,
Alice Coltrane,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Soft Machine,
Crispy Ambulance,
Letta Mbulu,
The Index,
X-101,
Dual Sessions,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Cure,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Danielle Patucci,
Pulsallama,
The Gun Club,
Wire,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Little Man,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
UT,
The Real Kids,
D'Angelo,
Cybotron,
The Pop Group,
Black Pus,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pagans,
the Slits,
Judy Mowatt,
Scion,
Lee Hazlewood,
Yusef Lateef,
Cymande,
The Tremeloes,
The Detroit Cobras,
Banda Bassotti,
Television,
Sister Nancy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Glenn Branca,
Con Funk Shun,
Tropical Tobacco,
Magazine,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.