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 Sri Lanka and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Massinfluence to the grunge 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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hoover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Brick,
Drexciya,
the Association,
The Offenders,
Nils Olav,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Khruangbin,
Piero Umiliani,
Aswad,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gabor Szabo,
Blossom Toes,
Robert Wyatt,
Shuggie Otis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ludus,
Fear,
Dark Day,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lower 48,
Harmonia,
Symarip,
The Smoke,
Wings,
Stereo Dub,
Second Layer,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jandek,
Bush Tetras,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Tom Boy,
Joyce Sims,
Absolute Body Control,
the Normal,
Vladislav Delay,
Adolescents,
The Fall,
The Sonics,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sonic Youth,
Wally Richardson,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rekid,
Ituana,
Wolf Eyes,
Scion,
Donald Byrd,
Ten City,
Inner City,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Scott Walker,
Television Personalities,
DNA,
Eve St. Jones,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fugazi,
Groovy Waters,
Janne Schatter,
Susan Cadogan,
A Certain Ratio,
John Cale,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.