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 Burkina and from New York.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Mumbai.
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 mellotron 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 The Motions to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Khruangbin,
Agitation Free,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Moby Grape,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Zeros,
Yaz,
Iggy Pop,
the Bar-Kays,
The Techniques,
Con Funk Shun,
FM Einheit,
Magma,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Buzzcocks,
Grey Daturas,
LL Cool J,
Infiniti,
Little Man,
Amon Düül II,
Tommy Roe,
Crime,
Sister Nancy,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fad Gadget,
Toni Rubio,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kerri Chandler,
Hot Snakes,
Camberwell Now,
Donny Hathaway,
Underground Resistance,
Chris & Cosey,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ronnie Foster,
Groovy Waters,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bad Manners,
the Normal,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Monolake,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Radiohead,
Robert Hood,
Todd Rundgren,
Howard Jones,
Eric Dolphy,
The United States of America,
Moebius,
Leonard Cohen,
U.S. Maple,
Flash Fearless,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ossler,
Spoonie Gee,
Ornette Coleman,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bronski Beat,
Country Teasers,
Roxette,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.