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 Denmark and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 This Heat to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Beasts of Bourbon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Brothers Johnson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Soft Machine,
Eric Copeland,
T.S.O.L.,
Deepchord,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Smiths,
Scott Walker,
Ronnie Foster,
Depeche Mode,
Monolake,
Aaron Thompson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nick Fraelich,
KRS-One,
Davy DMX,
Accadde A,
Faust,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
In Retrospect,
Johnny Clarke,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Buckinghams,
Suburban Knight,
Terrestrial Tones,
Andrew Hill,
The Doobie Brothers,
48th St. Collective,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Moby Grape,
B.T. Express,
Sam Rivers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lightning Bolt,
Marcia Griffiths,
Harry Pussy,
Eden Ahbez,
Newcleus,
Model 500,
The Detroit Cobras,
Piero Umiliani,
Joey Negro,
Japan,
Yusef Lateef,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
cv313,
Lou Christie,
Todd Terry,
Joy Division,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Busters,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Jeff Lynne,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Grass Roots,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.