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 Congo and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 arpeggiator 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 Sugar Minott to the funk 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 The Gories. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Prince Buster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
Silicon Teens,
Nico,
Stiv Bators,
John Coltrane,
Groovy Waters,
Tubeway Army,
The Sound,
The Velvet Underground,
The Beau Brummels,
Bush Tetras,
Lucky Dragons,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Residents,
DJ Style,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Harmonia,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Fire Engines,
Juan Atkins,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Thompson Twins,
Jacques Brel,
Cecil Taylor,
Nirvana,
Outsiders,
Section 25,
Cluster,
The Techniques,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The New Christs,
Blake Baxter,
Drexciya,
Lou Reed,
John Lydon,
Ken Boothe,
Fat Boys,
Crime,
Pole,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Easy Going,
Metal Thangz,
Fela Kuti,
UT,
Gang Starr,
Fad Gadget,
Pere Ubu,
Kaleidoscope,
Jesper Dahlback,
Main Source,
The Black Dice,
Magma,
Monolake,
Clear Light,
The Moleskins,
Donny Hathaway,
Johnny Clarke,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
EPMD,
Aaron Thompson,
Index,
the Germs,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.