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 Somalia and from Houston.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Marcia Griffiths to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
Wire,
Soul Sonic Force,
Peter and Kerry,
The Dave Clark Five,
Neil Young,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Scan 7,
Henry Cow,
Dawn Penn,
Radio Birdman,
JFA,
Organ,
Rapeman,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Skatalites,
Metal Thangz,
Derrick Morgan,
Max Romeo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lucky Dragons,
Pulsallama,
Oblivians,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Wings,
Rotary Connection,
Mary Jane Girls,
Robert Görl,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Swell Maps,
Ponytail,
David Bowie,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Popol Vuh,
Youth Brigade,
The Detroit Cobras,
Au Pairs,
Matthew Halsall,
Fela Kuti,
Zapp,
Sonic Youth,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bad Manners,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Tim Buckley,
Kurtis Blow,
Scion,
Altered Images,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Joey Negro,
Pet Shop Boys,
Section 25,
Sarah Menescal,
James Chance & The Contortions,
John Coltrane,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Joy Division,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pole,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.