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 Argentina and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Smoke to the rap 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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacques Brel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Glambeats Corp.,
Suicide,
Drexciya,
Marine Girls,
The Blackbyrds,
Shuggie Otis,
Gabor Szabo,
Lower 48,
Lakeside,
Cluster,
Talk Talk,
Echospace,
Newcleus,
Slick Rick,
Ultra Naté,
Nas,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Gladiators,
The Motions,
Nils Olav,
Kurtis Blow,
Thompson Twins,
China Crisis,
Todd Rundgren,
Technova,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bootsy Collins,
Youth Brigade,
Fugazi,
Das Ding,
X-102,
Agent Orange,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Modern Lovers,
The Evens,
Johnny Clarke,
OOIOO,
These Immortal Souls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rites of Spring,
Aaron Thompson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Absolute Body Control,
Accadde A,
The Selecter,
Archie Shepp,
Erykah Badu,
Radiopuhelimet,
Young Marble Giants,
Chris Corsano,
Lou Reed,
The Techniques,
Deadbeat,
Andrew Hill,
Cheater Slicks,
Quantec,
Althea and Donna,
Harmonia,
Drive Like Jehu,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.