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 Singapore and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 snare 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 The Modern Lovers to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All F. McDonald tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spoonie Gee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Y Pants,
Joe Finger,
Nas,
Peter and Kerry,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Human League,
Albert Ayler,
Jeff Mills,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Vainqueur,
Quantec,
Soul Sonic Force,
Derrick Morgan,
Sam Rivers,
Gabor Szabo,
Barry Ungar,
Ice-T,
the Soft Cell,
DJ Sneak,
Fela Kuti,
Television Personalities,
The Victims,
AZ,
Fluxion,
Amon Düül,
Camouflage,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bush Tetras,
Brand Nubian,
The Gap Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Theoretical Girls,
Throbbing Gristle,
Morten Harket,
Pulsallama,
Kevin Saunderson,
Main Source,
Lucky Dragons,
The New Christs,
Bronski Beat,
FM Einheit,
Joey Negro,
Crispian St. Peters,
Letta Mbulu,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sun City Girls,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Nick Fraelich,
Dennis Brown,
Malaria!,
Scan 7,
Wolf Eyes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Index,
Qualms,
The Cramps,
Isaac Hayes,
Unwound,
The Selecter,
Funkadelic,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.