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 Indonesia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the güiro 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 Das Ding to the crunk 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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
New Order,
E-Dancer,
Babytalk,
Barbara Tucker,
Echospace,
Piero Umiliani,
Wally Richardson,
Funkadelic,
Idris Muhammad,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Saccharine Trust,
Public Enemy,
Funky Four + One,
Eric B and Rakim,
Skarface,
Scratch Acid,
The Buckinghams,
Mr. Review,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ten City,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Iggy Pop,
Sixth Finger,
Gabor Szabo,
Shoche,
Electric Prunes,
Junior Murvin,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Dirtbombs,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
MDC,
Masters at Work,
Bobby Sherman,
Vainqueur,
Negative Approach,
Anthony Braxton,
Don Cherry,
Todd Terry,
Jacques Brel,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Model 500,
Motorama,
Cymande,
DNA,
The Five Americans,
Nick Fraelich,
Japan,
The Gladiators,
Sound Behaviour,
UT,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Selecter,
Joensuu 1685,
Dave Gahan,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gichy Dan,
U.S. Maple,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.