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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Heaven 17 to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Iggy Pop,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Loose Ends,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Severed Heads,
Bluetip,
Interpol,
The Cure,
Todd Terry,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Spandau Ballet,
Janne Schatter,
Sandy B,
John Cale,
Slick Rick,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pylon,
This Heat,
Animal Collective,
Eden Ahbez,
Schoolly D,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Yaz,
Radio Birdman,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kaleidoscope,
Tomorrow,
Faraquet,
Black Pus,
The Dirtbombs,
Amon Düül II,
Minutemen,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Boogie Down Productions,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Minnie Riperton,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Stereo Dub,
Metal Thangz,
Von Mondo,
Chris Corsano,
Ornette Coleman,
R.M.O.,
Fatback Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Stooges,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tim Buckley,
Junior Murvin,
Massinfluence,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Sonics,
Marc Almond,
The Shadows of Knight,
Porter Ricks,
Maleditus Sound,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.