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 Indonesia 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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 theremin 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 Model 500 to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
David Axelrod,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lungfish,
The United States of America,
Neil Young,
Howard Jones,
Camberwell Now,
Hoover,
Tom Boy,
The Cramps,
Oneida,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Count Five,
Second Layer,
Bootsy Collins,
Faraquet,
ABBA,
Reuben Wilson,
Crispy Ambulance,
Average White Band,
Panda Bear,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Golliwogs,
Sound Behaviour,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lou Christie,
Audionom,
The J.B.'s,
Fugazi,
Yazoo,
The Fuzztones,
The Remains,
Monolake,
Chris Corsano,
Kayak,
Juan Atkins,
Sparks,
Delta 5,
Sexual Harrassment,
Iggy Pop,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Don Cherry,
Suburban Knight,
Moby Grape,
Camouflage,
Y Pants,
Jandek,
Ossler,
New Age Steppers,
The Associates,
China Crisis,
B.T. Express,
Index,
Young Marble Giants,
Rapeman,
Funkadelic,
The Five Americans,
The Neon Judgement,
Derrick Morgan,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.