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 Equatorial Guinea and from Spokane.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 David Bowie 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 Brand Nubian to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a L. Decosne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
World's Most,
Japan,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Techniques,
Nas,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Sound,
The Star Department,
Boogie Down Productions,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bronski Beat,
Magazine,
The Shadows of Knight,
Minny Pops,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Altered Images,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scientists,
Junior Murvin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lindisfarne,
Babytalk,
The Martian,
Desert Stars,
Pole,
Scan 7,
Ultimate Spinach,
Aaron Thompson,
Delta 5,
D'Angelo,
MDC,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Donald Byrd,
Faraquet,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Monochrome Set,
Grandmaster Flash,
Black Bananas,
Bang On A Can,
E-Dancer,
Eden Ahbez,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jawbox,
Massinfluence,
Connie Case,
Jeff Lynne,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bootsy Collins,
The United States of America,
Flipper,
The Barracudas,
Crash Course in Science,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Fire Engines,
Tom Boy,
Juan Atkins,
Minor Threat,
The Modern Lovers,
Zapp, Zapp, Zapp, Zapp.
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.