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 Togo and from Madrid.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and London.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Neil Young to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Television,
Alice Coltrane,
Gong,
Spoonie Gee,
Derrick May,
Sam Rivers,
Jawbox,
Nation of Ulysses,
Piero Umiliani,
Trumans Water,
LL Cool J,
Heaven 17,
Kevin Saunderson,
Blossom Toes,
Camberwell Now,
Joensuu 1685,
June of 44,
Index,
Stockholm Monsters,
Angry Samoans,
Nick Fraelich,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Easy Going,
The Victims,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Reagan Youth,
The Martian,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The J.B.'s,
Charles Mingus,
The Divine Comedy,
Groovy Waters,
Lyres,
Max Romeo,
Soft Cell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Birthday Party,
Leonard Cohen,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Vogues,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Mojo Men,
Ponytail,
Hoover,
Intrusion,
Josef K,
Eric B and Rakim,
Funkadelic,
The Gap Band,
UT,
The Fortunes,
The Modern Lovers,
Niagra,
The Buckinghams,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Clear Light,
Mantronix,
Sun City Girls,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.