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 Cyprus and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the guitar 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 Rosa Yemen to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
DJ Sneak,
Michelle Simonal,
Pole,
Cluster,
Goldenarms,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Banda Bassotti,
X-Ray Spex,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Inner City,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Crispian St. Peters,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Last Poets,
Radiohead,
Yazoo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Saints,
Joe Finger,
Scan 7,
Rakim,
Nirvana,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Monks,
Accadde A,
The Grass Roots,
Franke,
T. Rex,
The Barracudas,
Idris Muhammad,
Stockholm Monsters,
Little Man,
Arab on Radar,
a-ha,
Electric Prunes,
Babytalk,
Sugar Minott,
Pylon,
Erykah Badu,
Blancmange,
The Smoke,
Black Pus,
Echospace,
John Holt,
Glambeats Corp.,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lou Reed,
the Fania All-Stars,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Fall,
Zapp,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Easy Going,
Gabor Szabo,
Cecil Taylor,
Cybotron,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.