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 Nepal and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Peter and Kerry to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Slits,
Cymande,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sight & Sound,
Neu!,
Banda Bassotti,
Bush Tetras,
Morten Harket,
Brothers Johnson,
Icehouse,
The Smoke,
Ornette Coleman,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Spoonie Gee,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Das Ding,
Mandrill,
A Certain Ratio,
The Wake,
Harry Pussy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
AZ,
Cluster,
Max Romeo,
Desert Stars,
Mark Hollis,
Todd Terry,
Albert Ayler,
Faraquet,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Yazoo,
Bauhaus,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Sheep,
Pulsallama,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sarah Menescal,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Saints,
The Associates,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Boogie Down Productions,
Electric Prunes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rufus Thomas,
Eden Ahbez,
Stereo Dub,
Urselle,
Gabor Szabo,
Kayak,
The Fuzztones,
Hashim,
Mary Jane Girls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Funkadelic,
Parry Music,
Deepchord,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.