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 Mexico and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Neu! to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All The Durutti Column tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Bush Tetras,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Television Personalities,
Rod Modell,
Peter and Kerry,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gong,
The Real Kids,
Juan Atkins,
Pussy Galore,
Ultra Naté,
Slave,
Chris Corsano,
Albert Ayler,
Spoonie Gee,
Parry Music,
Babytalk,
Niagra,
Tomorrow,
the Normal,
X-101,
F. McDonald,
Scan 7,
The Gladiators,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dave Gahan,
Brothers Johnson,
Gang Green,
The Mojo Men,
Vainqueur,
Max Romeo,
FM Einheit,
8 Eyed Spy,
Donny Hathaway,
The Busters,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
T. Rex,
Pantytec,
Gang of Four,
Minny Pops,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Gun Club,
Bobby Womack,
Yusef Lateef,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Letta Mbulu,
Magma,
L. Decosne,
The Raincoats,
Kayak,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bobby Sherman,
Sex Pistols,
DJ Sneak,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Cure,
Bad Manners,
Marcia Griffiths,
Public Enemy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.