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 Israel and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Wire to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Barry Ungar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Happenings,
Tres Demented,
Flamin' Groovies,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Wake,
Alison Limerick,
Juan Atkins,
Gang Starr,
Robert Hood,
Judy Mowatt,
Throbbing Gristle,
Shuggie Otis,
Gong,
PIL,
The Leaves,
Oblivians,
Mad Mike,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nation of Ulysses,
Tropical Tobacco,
Harry Pussy,
Alphaville,
Lungfish,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Slave,
MC5,
Barry Ungar,
Kaleidoscope,
Sun City Girls,
The Fuzztones,
CMW,
LL Cool J,
Depeche Mode,
Stetsasonic,
Zapp,
The Knickerbockers,
Parry Music,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Gun Club,
Arcadia,
Subhumans,
Lou Reed,
Fugazi,
Barbara Tucker,
Funky Four + One,
John Coltrane,
The New Christs,
The Litter,
Interpol,
Danielle Patucci,
Massinfluence,
A Certain Ratio,
Babytalk,
Panda Bear,
the Germs,
Reagan Youth,
The Fugs,
Marvin Gaye,
Henry Cow,
Yusef Lateef,
The Red Krayola,
These Immortal Souls,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.