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 Micronesia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 spring reverb 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 Cameo to the punk 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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Green,
Shoche,
The Trojans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Y Pants,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Residents,
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Drive Like Jehu,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ten City,
Eric B and Rakim,
Crispian St. Peters,
Eli Mardock,
X-Ray Spex,
The Detroit Cobras,
Spoonie Gee,
Babytalk,
Delon & Dalcan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Jerry's Kids,
Minutemen,
Gabor Szabo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
E-Dancer,
Magma,
Yazoo,
Hasil Adkins,
Smog,
Make Up,
Half Japanese,
Clear Light,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lungfish,
Bang On A Can,
Skaos,
Kerrie Biddell,
Brand Nubian,
The Stooges,
Andrew Hill,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ludus,
Roxy Music,
Gichy Dan,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jeru the Damaja,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scrapy,
John Foxx,
Easy Going,
Robert Wyatt,
Stiv Bators,
Subhumans,
Kaleidoscope,
Eric Dolphy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.