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 Portugal and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sound 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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fat Boys,
Michelle Simonal,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lindisfarne,
Aswad,
Sound Behaviour,
X-Ray Spex,
Cymande,
Deakin,
U.S. Maple,
Connie Case,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Suicide,
Loose Ends,
Scratch Acid,
Khruangbin,
Pagans,
The Mummies,
Henry Cow,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lucky Dragons,
Au Pairs,
David Axelrod,
The Electric Prunes,
Dave Gahan,
Juan Atkins,
Jacob Miller,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ice-T,
K-Klass,
Los Fastidios,
Duran Duran,
The Zeros,
R.M.O.,
Darondo,
Danielle Patucci,
Television Personalities,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Fall,
10cc,
Agitation Free,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Doors,
Mark Hollis,
Gastr Del Sol,
New Age Steppers,
Organ,
Idris Muhammad,
Chrome,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Marshall Jefferson,
Angry Samoans,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Unwound,
One Last Wish,
The Walker Brothers,
Fatback Band,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.