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 Turkey and from Salvador.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Beijing.
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 oboe 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 Spitz.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ten City,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Hardrive,
D'Angelo,
Man Parrish,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Red Krayola,
Circle Jerks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Wings,
Simply Red,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Laurel Aitken,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Television Personalities,
Althea and Donna,
Tom Boy,
Parry Music,
Gang of Four,
MC5,
Wally Richardson,
Scion,
Eve St. Jones,
The Vogues,
kango's stein massive,
Shoche,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Alton Ellis,
Rotary Connection,
Sister Nancy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Nas,
Joy Division,
The Invisible,
Sparks,
Sight & Sound,
The Fortunes,
F. McDonald,
Nick Fraelich,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Technova,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Q and Not U,
Crispy Ambulance,
Roger Hodgson,
The Walker Brothers,
Moss Icon,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Remains,
Carl Craig,
Sonny Sharrock,
Joe Smooth,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.