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 Nauru and from Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 808 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 Ponytail to the grime 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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
The Young Rascals,
Gabor Szabo,
Laurel Aitken,
Ossler,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bobby Womack,
Lyres,
Aaron Thompson,
Hashim,
The Motions,
Neil Young,
Judy Mowatt,
Blossom Toes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Terry Callier,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jacob Miller,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rites of Spring,
The Trojans,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Television Personalities,
Soft Machine,
Gregory Isaacs,
Brick,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
L. Decosne,
Derrick Morgan,
Hardrive,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Searchers,
Pere Ubu,
Charles Mingus,
Sight & Sound,
Panda Bear,
Fad Gadget,
Eve St. Jones,
Fela Kuti,
Nick Fraelich,
Bizarre Inc.,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Toni Rubio,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Mummies,
The Smiths,
Subhumans,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Fortunes,
Warsaw,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Public Image Ltd.,
Suburban Knight,
Faraquet,
Fugazi,
Scion,
Gang Starr,
Peter & Gordon,
Lucky Dragons,
Stetsasonic,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.