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 Dominica and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Wire to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Technova,
Neil Young,
Gichy Dan,
Iggy Pop,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
R.M.O.,
Judy Mowatt,
Josef K,
Toni Rubio,
The Alarm Clocks,
Connie Case,
Cymande,
Fluxion,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Robert Wyatt,
Max Romeo,
Fear,
The Red Krayola,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ponytail,
Ornette Coleman,
The Monochrome Set,
The Kinks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bill Wells,
New York Dolls,
Alton Ellis,
June Days,
The Monks,
The Walker Brothers,
Deakin,
The Victims,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Birthday Party,
X-Ray Spex,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sight & Sound,
Quantec,
The Gun Club,
Kaleidoscope,
Excepter,
Marine Girls,
Essential Logic,
Oneida,
Youth Brigade,
June of 44,
DJ Style,
Albert Ayler,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Juan Atkins,
Animal Collective,
Q and Not U,
Urselle,
Minutemen,
Ossler,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pierre Henry,
MC5,
MDC,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.