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 Morocco and from Cairo.
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 Woodstock and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Accadde A to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fugs,
Warsaw,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Brick,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bluetip,
Basic Channel,
Index,
Rod Modell,
Radiohead,
Davy DMX,
Roy Ayers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
FM Einheit,
Todd Terry,
Brass Construction,
Carl Craig,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Little Man,
Mission of Burma,
June of 44,
Underground Resistance,
Sonny Sharrock,
Barbara Tucker,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Names,
CMW,
X-Ray Spex,
Alton Ellis,
Harmonia,
the Germs,
Average White Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Leonard Cohen,
Model 500,
The Gladiators,
Isaac Hayes,
Pantaleimon,
Kas Product,
Sällskapet,
The Stooges,
Swell Maps,
Glenn Branca,
Laurel Aitken,
Faraquet,
Slave,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Q and Not U,
X-101,
Jimmy McGriff,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Yazoo,
Camberwell Now,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lalann,
Neu!,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Flash Fearless,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Tres Demented,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.