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 Serbia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 theremin 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 Standells to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sex Pistols record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Frankie Knuckles,
Franke,
Hardrive,
Thompson Twins,
Half Japanese,
Bad Manners,
The New Christs,
A Certain Ratio,
Sugar Minott,
Sam Rivers,
The Mojo Men,
Liliput,
Jeff Lynne,
Archie Shepp,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
cv313,
Roxy Music,
X-102,
Cybotron,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bobby Byrd,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eden Ahbez,
Fela Kuti,
Barrington Levy,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fatback Band,
Absolute Body Control,
Delon & Dalcan,
Public Enemy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Angry Samoans,
Con Funk Shun,
Max Romeo,
Pere Ubu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Motions,
Trumans Water,
Rekid,
The Moleskins,
Spoonie Gee,
K-Klass,
Mad Mike,
Gabor Szabo,
Model 500,
Brass Construction,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Graham Central Station,
Outsiders,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Howard Jones,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bush Tetras,
The Wake,
Bobby Sherman,
Make Up,
Minutemen,
Monks,
The Smiths,
Faust,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.