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 Turkmenistan and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Paris.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Litter to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
Model 500,
Yellowson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
ABBA,
a-ha,
Brick,
10cc,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Sheep,
Talk Talk,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eve St. Jones,
World's Most,
Pulsallama,
Vainqueur,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Deadbeat,
The Monks,
Make Up,
Tubeway Army,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gang Starr,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Monolake,
The J.B.'s,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Juan Atkins,
Scratch Acid,
Aural Exciters,
Zapp,
Qualms,
The Skatalites,
June Days,
Kas Product,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pet Shop Boys,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Camberwell Now,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Human League,
Dave Gahan,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cameo,
Cybotron,
Idris Muhammad,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Seeds,
Fela Kuti,
Lucky Dragons,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
John Coltrane,
Funky Four + One,
Pierre Henry,
The Knickerbockers,
The Litter,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.