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 Kazakhstan and from Sao Paulo.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Massinfluence to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Accadde A record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
Gang Gang Dance,
Robert Wyatt,
Roy Ayers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Junior Murvin,
Rod Modell,
Warsaw,
Mo-Dettes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Amon Düül,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bluetip,
Marine Girls,
Fela Kuti,
Dawn Penn,
Aural Exciters,
Camouflage,
The Offenders,
Janne Schatter,
D'Angelo,
Skaos,
Unwound,
the Slits,
Ornette Coleman,
Stiv Bators,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
World's Most,
Davy DMX,
Howard Jones,
Rosa Yemen,
Model 500,
Animal Collective,
Roxy Music,
Todd Terry,
Ken Boothe,
The Blackbyrds,
The Golliwogs,
Cameo,
The Slits,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Guru Guru,
Fatback Band,
The Angels of Light,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Deepchord,
Can,
Loose Ends,
Lyres,
The Evens,
Basic Channel,
Japan,
Boredoms,
Hoover,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Selecter,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Harpers Bizarre,
These Immortal Souls,
Lalann,
Danielle Patucci,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.