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 Turkey 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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Hoover to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Second Layer,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sandy B,
Fat Boys,
The Martian,
Ludus,
Kas Product,
Surgeon,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
8 Eyed Spy,
Brick,
The Mojo Men,
DJ Sneak,
Jeff Lynne,
The Detroit Cobras,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Young Marble Giants,
H. Thieme,
Negative Approach,
Tropical Tobacco,
Half Japanese,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Move,
The New Christs,
Section 25,
The Electric Prunes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Q and Not U,
Donald Byrd,
Black Pus,
Lindisfarne,
Lungfish,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Tears for Fears,
Metal Thangz,
Sight & Sound,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Glambeats Corp.,
John Foxx,
Model 500,
Wings,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Soulsonic Force,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Schoolly D,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Nico,
Harpers Bizarre,
Outsiders,
D'Angelo,
Accadde A,
Drexciya,
Royal Trux,
The Velvet Underground,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.