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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 cv313 to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Stiv Bators,
Gang Gang Dance,
Brass Construction,
Rotary Connection,
Graham Central Station,
Second Layer,
Moby Grape,
H. Thieme,
Tim Buckley,
La Düsseldorf,
Godley & Creme,
The Alarm Clocks,
Amazonics,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lakeside,
Drexciya,
Laurel Aitken,
Deadbeat,
Joensuu 1685,
Gil Scott Heron,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Patti Smith,
Suburban Knight,
The Searchers,
Rapeman,
The Raincoats,
The Victims,
Smog,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jeff Lynne,
Nick Fraelich,
Ornette Coleman,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Das Ding,
Lyres,
The Human League,
Pharoah Sanders,
Public Image Ltd.,
FM Einheit,
Chris Corsano,
Black Bananas,
48th St. Collective,
Essential Logic,
Wings,
Loose Ends,
Jacob Miller,
The Moleskins,
Vladislav Delay,
Angry Samoans,
The Detroit Cobras,
OOIOO,
Silicon Teens,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Babytalk,
the Association,
Fluxion,
Ultravox,
John Holt,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Can,
Hot Snakes,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.