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 Yemen and from Copenhagen.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Edmonton.
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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Camberwell Now to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Last Poets 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Anthony Braxton,
Main Source,
Gastr Del Sol,
Minutemen,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eli Mardock,
Liliput,
Dave Gahan,
Terrestrial Tones,
Public Enemy,
Howard Jones,
Hasil Adkins,
Ken Boothe,
Drive Like Jehu,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
E-Dancer,
the Swans,
Negative Approach,
B.T. Express,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Crooked Eye,
Siglo XX,
The Selecter,
Kaleidoscope,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Blackbyrds,
John Lydon,
Fat Boys,
Bobby Sherman,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Gun Club,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Althea and Donna,
the Soft Cell,
Sixth Finger,
Brand Nubian,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Absolute Body Control,
10cc,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pantytec,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Faraquet,
Dennis Brown,
The Blues Magoos,
Malaria!,
Scan 7,
Delta 5,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marmalade,
Young Marble Giants,
Tom Boy,
U.S. Maple,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scion,
Sly & The Family Stone,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Icehouse,
Magazine, Magazine, Magazine, Magazine.
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.