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 Uganda and from Shanghai.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Donald Fagen 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 Jawbox to the dance 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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Easy Going,
Black Sheep,
The Mojo Men,
U.S. Maple,
Robert Görl,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Loose Ends,
Carl Craig,
Pole,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Youth Brigade,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Essential Logic,
T.S.O.L.,
Banda Bassotti,
Gichy Dan,
The Knickerbockers,
Babytalk,
Ultravox,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Doors,
Sixth Finger,
K-Klass,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Chris Corsano,
Saccharine Trust,
Deadbeat,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Star Department,
Tubeway Army,
Radiopuhelimet,
H. Thieme,
Quando Quango,
E-Dancer,
Spoonie Gee,
Clear Light,
The Selecter,
Davy DMX,
Letta Mbulu,
Bobby Byrd,
Q and Not U,
Lee Hazlewood,
Prince Buster,
Lebanon Hanover,
Franke,
Yusef Lateef,
Mr. Review,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sällskapet,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
New Age Steppers,
Yazoo,
Jeff Mills,
Talk Talk,
Inner City,
Jeru the Damaja,
X-102,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Fall,
Malaria!,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.