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 Mali and from Columbus.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 808 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Icehouse,
Bobby Sherman,
Whodini,
Hasil Adkins,
New Age Steppers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Joe Finger,
Robert Hood,
Suburban Knight,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Freddie Wadling,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
FM Einheit,
Scion,
Das Ding,
Scrapy,
kango's stein massive,
Morten Harket,
The Gories,
10cc,
Bootsy Collins,
The Real Kids,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Fire Engines,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Fortunes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Guru Guru,
Cameo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Desert Stars,
Ronnie Foster,
Tres Demented,
Hashim,
Unwound,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Electric Prunes,
John Foxx,
Alison Limerick,
Brand Nubian,
8 Eyed Spy,
Grauzone,
Eric Dolphy,
Darondo,
Aaron Thompson,
Motorama,
the Bar-Kays,
Jeff Mills,
The New Christs,
Subhumans,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Black Flag,
The Durutti Column,
The Last Poets,
Kerrie Biddell,
Little Man,
Niagra,
Barry Ungar,
Rapeman,
Boredoms,
The Cowsills,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.