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 Philippines and from Spokane.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 güiro 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 Echospace to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dead C,
Moby Grape,
Cecil Taylor,
Henry Cow,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nico,
Negative Approach,
Bobby Womack,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Idris Muhammad,
Ultravox,
Dual Sessions,
David Axelrod,
Stetsasonic,
Maurizio,
Malaria!,
The Litter,
The Velvet Underground,
The Slits,
Blake Baxter,
The Neon Judgement,
L. Decosne,
Khruangbin,
Black Flag,
The Monochrome Set,
Anakelly,
Camouflage,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kerrie Biddell,
Technova,
F. McDonald,
The Mojo Men,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
CMW,
UT,
Skarface,
MDC,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Metal Thangz,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
48th St. Collective,
Warsaw,
K-Klass,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sarah Menescal,
Sex Pistols,
The Gories,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Doors,
Laurel Aitken,
Slave,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.