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 Syria 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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
48th St. Collective,
Kas Product,
The Gladiators,
Eli Mardock,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Joensuu 1685,
Radiohead,
Crash Course in Science,
Prince Buster,
Steve Hackett,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Wire,
Pet Shop Boys,
Brick,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Techniques,
DNA,
Soul II Soul,
The Knickerbockers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Harmonia,
The Fire Engines,
Bootsy Collins,
Kenny Larkin,
Theoretical Girls,
Lightning Bolt,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ornette Coleman,
Derrick Morgan,
Masters at Work,
T. Rex,
DJ Sneak,
Silicon Teens,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Wally Richardson,
Khruangbin,
Sonic Youth,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Soft Cell,
Adolescents,
The Victims,
Loose Ends,
Main Source,
Section 25,
Glambeats Corp.,
Soulsonic Force,
Morten Harket,
Cheater Slicks,
Pulsallama,
Tom Boy,
John Coltrane,
The Walker Brothers,
The Five Americans,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Last Poets,
Eric Copeland,
Soft Machine,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Davy DMX,
The Slackers,
Pharoah Sanders,
X-101,
The New Christs,
Franke, Franke, Franke, Franke.
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.