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 Argentina and from Bologna.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tokyo.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Minor Threat to the jazz 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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Con Funk Shun,
Suburban Knight,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
8 Eyed Spy,
Radiopuhelimet,
R.M.O.,
The Blackbyrds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Shuggie Otis,
Rapeman,
The Alarm Clocks,
CMW,
DJ Sneak,
The United States of America,
The Neon Judgement,
Zero Boys,
The Beau Brummels,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sexual Harrassment,
Delon & Dalcan,
Janne Schatter,
Skriet,
Scott Walker,
Interpol,
kango's stein massive,
The Raincoats,
Alphaville,
Rod Modell,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Music Machine,
Bobby Womack,
Rites of Spring,
The Smiths,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
EPMD,
Subhumans,
Amon Düül,
Deepchord,
Popol Vuh,
Pussy Galore,
The Monochrome Set,
Lightning Bolt,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bob Dylan,
Unwound,
Kurtis Blow,
John Holt,
Fugazi,
Cluster,
Japan,
Anakelly,
Eric Copeland,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
June of 44,
Theoretical Girls,
X-Ray Spex,
Mars, Mars, Mars, Mars.
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.