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 Monaco and from Bologna.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 oboe 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 Main Source to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Traffic Nightmare,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Monochrome Set,
ABC,
The Kinks,
Scott Walker,
Boredoms,
Fear,
Sugar Minott,
Neu!,
EPMD,
Q and Not U,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Audionom,
The Walker Brothers,
Carl Craig,
Hashim,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Michelle Simonal,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Suburban Knight,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kevin Saunderson,
Charles Mingus,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Dirtbombs,
Marmalade,
Public Image Ltd.,
Matthew Halsall,
Intrusion,
Niagra,
Idris Muhammad,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Talk Talk,
Chris & Cosey,
The Cramps,
The Real Kids,
Robert Görl,
In Retrospect,
The Stooges,
Bobby Sherman,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Marc Almond,
Eve St. Jones,
Gregory Isaacs,
Swans,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Sonics,
Porter Ricks,
Smog,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Five Americans,
Deadbeat,
Moby Grape,
Johnny Clarke,
Derrick May,
Rod Modell,
Rites of Spring,
Nik Kershaw,
Althea and Donna,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.