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 Brunei 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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Agent Orange to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Residents,
The Pop Group,
Chris & Cosey,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bluetip,
Organ,
Ultravox,
Lyres,
The American Breed,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Remains,
Clear Light,
The Modern Lovers,
The Mummies,
Lower 48,
Faraquet,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Wings,
Deakin,
John Foxx,
Todd Terry,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Trojans,
Brand Nubian,
Godley & Creme,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Sonics,
Donny Hathaway,
Graham Central Station,
The Red Krayola,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kurtis Blow,
The Blues Magoos,
Bill Near,
Lindisfarne,
Isaac Hayes,
Derrick May,
48th St. Collective,
the Sonics,
Cal Tjader,
Mantronix,
Flipper,
K-Klass,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Mad Mike,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Moss Icon,
Fela Kuti,
Rakim,
Harmonia,
Yazoo,
The Kinks,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.