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 Iraq and from Bologna.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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?
Vainqueur,
Eurythmics,
The Selecter,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ralphi Rosario,
Dorothy Ashby,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Joyce Sims,
Freddie Wadling,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
John Foxx,
Camouflage,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Alarm Clocks,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Index,
Black Sheep,
Howard Jones,
FM Einheit,
Von Mondo,
Danielle Patucci,
Hashim,
Second Layer,
Boz Scaggs,
The Fire Engines,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gil Scott Heron,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ten City,
Mars,
Sun Ra,
Davy DMX,
Pere Ubu,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Swans,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Massinfluence,
Joey Negro,
David Axelrod,
Faust,
The Flesh Eaters,
Nas,
Groovy Waters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Doors,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Fall,
Audionom,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
K-Klass,
Cybotron,
Silicon Teens,
La Düsseldorf,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ronnie Foster,
The Gladiators,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.