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 Niger and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Cecil Taylor to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Television. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Funkadelic,
Dead Boys,
Amazonics,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hashim,
Max Romeo,
The Dave Clark Five,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Motions,
Bobby Womack,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kas Product,
Neil Young,
Pylon,
Babytalk,
Infiniti,
Sonic Youth,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Fire Engines,
June of 44,
Mad Mike,
Hoover,
DJ Sneak,
Ohio Players,
Ten City,
Scan 7,
Marmalade,
The Saints,
Grey Daturas,
Idris Muhammad,
The Count Five,
Vainqueur,
Little Man,
Heaven 17,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
B.T. Express,
Joe Smooth,
Lakeside,
Simply Red,
Eve St. Jones,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Frankie Knuckles,
Subhumans,
The Cramps,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Underground Resistance,
Make Up,
Moss Icon,
Cal Tjader,
Warsaw,
Flash Fearless,
Electric Prunes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tommy Roe,
Khruangbin,
Ronnie Foster,
Ultra Naté,
The Detroit Cobras,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gastr Del Sol,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.