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 Guinea and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Portland.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the oboe 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 David McCallum to the grime 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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Goldenarms,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bob Dylan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sound Behaviour,
Matthew Bourne,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Deepchord,
the Association,
The Buckinghams,
Section 25,
The American Breed,
Popol Vuh,
The Pretty Things,
Rekid,
Monks,
Nas,
Minny Pops,
X-Ray Spex,
Hoover,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gang of Four,
The Human League,
Silicon Teens,
The Divine Comedy,
Motorama,
Massinfluence,
Rufus Thomas,
Drexciya,
Circle Jerks,
Pussy Galore,
Television Personalities,
Animal Collective,
Arthur Verocai,
LL Cool J,
Laurel Aitken,
Bobby Sherman,
Ronnie Foster,
Kayak,
48th St. Collective,
Soft Machine,
Surgeon,
Shoche,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Smiths,
Tears for Fears,
Todd Terry,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Faraquet,
Scan 7,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Excepter,
Blancmange,
Jerry's Kids,
Joy Division,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Sound,
Gang Starr,
Buzzcocks,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.