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 Costa Rica and from Seoul.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 clarinet 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 8 Eyed Spy to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fatback Band,
John Holt,
The Gap Band,
The Gories,
Nik Kershaw,
Reuben Wilson,
Blake Baxter,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Flesh Eaters,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Black Flag,
Oblivians,
Lou Reed,
Man Parrish,
Amon Düül,
Thee Headcoats,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Five Americans,
Alton Ellis,
Monks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eve St. Jones,
Shuggie Otis,
Black Sheep,
Charles Mingus,
Barbara Tucker,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Swans,
Unrelated Segments,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Interpol,
Model 500,
Vainqueur,
Jacques Brel,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Chrome,
the Slits,
Hasil Adkins,
Excepter,
Michelle Simonal,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Connie Case,
Scion,
The Move,
The Dirtbombs,
Spandau Ballet,
Bootsy Collins,
Jawbox,
OOIOO,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Fugs,
Loose Ends,
Black Pus,
Cecil Taylor,
Severed Heads,
F. McDonald,
The Grass Roots,
Franke,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.