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 Singapore and from Shanghai.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 David Axelrod to the grime 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lungfish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
Slick Rick,
The Moleskins,
Josef K,
Sandy B,
Be Bop Deluxe,
These Immortal Souls,
Joey Negro,
The Doobie Brothers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Monolake,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Surgeon,
Glenn Branca,
Malaria!,
Reagan Youth,
The Neon Judgement,
The Smoke,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Derrick Morgan,
Icehouse,
Derrick May,
Country Teasers,
Rufus Thomas,
Oneida,
Robert Hood,
Barry Ungar,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Monochrome Set,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Tommy Roe,
Joe Finger,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Modern Lovers,
The Star Department,
Spandau Ballet,
Leonard Cohen,
Donald Byrd,
Rod Modell,
Slave,
LL Cool J,
Public Enemy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Warsaw,
Excepter,
Aswad,
John Coltrane,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Stockholm Monsters,
Metal Thangz,
The Wake,
Drive Like Jehu,
Dave Gahan,
Letta Mbulu,
Motorama,
Lightning Bolt,
The Barracudas,
Moebius,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
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.