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 Tunisia and from Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Monolake to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Don Cherry,
Brothers Johnson,
The Associates,
Moby Grape,
Wolf Eyes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kayak,
Stockholm Monsters,
Cal Tjader,
Steve Hackett,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Count Five,
Sexual Harrassment,
Joensuu 1685,
Trumans Water,
Brick,
Adolescents,
Grauzone,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Second Layer,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Terrestrial Tones,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kurtis Blow,
Lebanon Hanover,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Radiopuhelimet,
Banda Bassotti,
Guru Guru,
Ituana,
The Red Krayola,
Masters at Work,
Von Mondo,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Evens,
World's Most,
Liliput,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Mo-Dettes,
Scientists,
Panda Bear,
The Smiths,
The Monochrome Set,
Yellowson,
Soulsonic Force,
Public Enemy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Franke,
Bang On A Can,
Hot Snakes,
Siglo XX,
June of 44,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mr. Review,
John Foxx,
Traffic Nightmare,
Metal Thangz,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
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.