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 Bahamas and from Jakarta.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 clarinet 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 Shoche to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hashim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Roxy Music,
The Shadows of Knight,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Patti Smith,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Dawn Penn,
Young Marble Giants,
Prince Buster,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Gap Band,
Easy Going,
Simply Red,
Television Personalities,
Duran Duran,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Robert Hood,
Maleditus Sound,
X-101,
Maurizio,
Oneida,
Buzzcocks,
Iggy Pop,
Moby Grape,
Ken Boothe,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sight & Sound,
Mark Hollis,
Lou Reed,
Public Enemy,
The Motions,
Los Fastidios,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gerry Rafferty,
Deepchord,
Peter and Kerry,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Flash Fearless,
Motorama,
Pole,
The Electric Prunes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Slackers,
8 Eyed Spy,
Nas,
The Raincoats,
Quadrant,
Vladislav Delay,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Alarm Clocks,
Technova,
Archie Shepp,
The Move,
Urselle,
Reuben Wilson,
Cal Tjader,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Smoke,
Dennis Brown,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.