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 Netherlands and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Happenings to the disco 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 The Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid 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?
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Youth Brigade,
Sparks,
David Axelrod,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ponytail,
The Leaves,
Khruangbin,
John Lydon,
Lakeside,
Nick Fraelich,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Names,
Todd Rundgren,
The Doors,
Avey Tare,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Main Source,
Ultravox,
Skaos,
Stiv Bators,
Bobby Byrd,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Warsaw,
the Human League,
Joyce Sims,
Ronan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jerry's Kids,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Misunderstood,
Parry Music,
the Association,
Fad Gadget,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Marmalade,
Cybotron,
Kenny Larkin,
Monolake,
Joensuu 1685,
Ken Boothe,
Wolf Eyes,
Prince Buster,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bluetip,
Blancmange,
The Fuzztones,
Swell Maps,
Joey Negro,
Fluxion,
The Five Americans,
The Stooges,
Groovy Waters,
Sonny Sharrock,
Silicon Teens,
The Dead C,
Deepchord,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Chris Corsano,
Babytalk,
Porter Ricks,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.