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 Comoros and from Philadelphia.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the sitar 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 Babytalk to the disco 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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
Mantronix,
The Alarm Clocks,
Junior Murvin,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Janne Schatter,
The Fortunes,
Gastr Del Sol,
Eddi Front,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Black Moon,
Arthur Verocai,
Gong,
Danielle Patucci,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
John Cale,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cymande,
Tubeway Army,
Public Image Ltd.,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Minutemen,
Yellowson,
Sparks,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jimmy McGriff,
Y Pants,
Soulsonic Force,
Crispian St. Peters,
Robert Hood,
Man Eating Sloth,
Fad Gadget,
London Community Gospel Choir,
These Immortal Souls,
Chris & Cosey,
Arcadia,
The Grass Roots,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Thompson Twins,
Barbara Tucker,
Moss Icon,
John Lydon,
Altered Images,
the Soft Cell,
The Moleskins,
Wolf Eyes,
Kayak,
DJ Sneak,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
PIL,
Sound Behaviour,
OOIOO,
The Stooges,
Magma,
Lungfish,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Freddie Wadling,
Urselle,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.