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 Monaco and from Sao Paulo.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Neu! to the dance 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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Neu!,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stetsasonic,
Q and Not U,
Harry Pussy,
Chrome,
Archie Shepp,
Wasted Youth,
Hoover,
L. Decosne,
Spoonie Gee,
Silicon Teens,
The Smiths,
Eric Dolphy,
Brand Nubian,
Curtis Mayfield,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Whodini,
Gang Starr,
JFA,
Das Ding,
Cameo,
The Busters,
Skriet,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Young Rascals,
Tropical Tobacco,
Moebius,
Youth Brigade,
Scan 7,
The Music Machine,
The Buckinghams,
The Real Kids,
Hot Snakes,
The Move,
Au Pairs,
The Red Krayola,
kango's stein massive,
Pantaleimon,
Flash Fearless,
Dave Gahan,
Pagans,
The Cosmic Jokers,
New Order,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Shadows of Knight,
Crooked Eye,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Marvin Gaye,
Pulsallama,
The Black Dice,
Depeche Mode,
Pole,
The Smoke,
Patti Smith,
Fatback Band,
Fluxion,
Alton Ellis,
Main Source,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.