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 Guyana and from Copenhagen.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro 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 Audionom to the electroclash 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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Niagra,
Royal Trux,
Sex Pistols,
Aloha Tigers,
Toni Rubio,
The Mojo Men,
John Holt,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Massinfluence,
The Angels of Light,
Roxette,
Rotary Connection,
Sandy B,
Livin' Joy,
Frankie Knuckles,
Angry Samoans,
The Pretty Things,
E-Dancer,
Siglo XX,
Tubeway Army,
Gregory Isaacs,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Boogie Down Productions,
Silicon Teens,
Ice-T,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mantronix,
Ralphi Rosario,
Zapp,
Moby Grape,
X-102,
Eric B and Rakim,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Alarm Clocks,
Alice Coltrane,
Kurtis Blow,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Monochrome Set,
Essential Logic,
Judy Mowatt,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sugar Minott,
Aaron Thompson,
Sarah Menescal,
Kaleidoscope,
The American Breed,
Eden Ahbez,
The Searchers,
The Martian,
Hasil Adkins,
Tom Boy,
Reagan Youth,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Move,
B.T. Express,
Rekid,
Pylon,
Gang Starr,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.