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 China and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 clarinet 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 Joe Finger to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Cameo,
Marshall Jefferson,
X-102,
Frankie Knuckles,
Rites of Spring,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bobby Sherman,
David McCallum,
Aswad,
Dave Gahan,
These Immortal Souls,
Black Flag,
Gastr Del Sol,
Mo-Dettes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Moleskins,
Jeff Mills,
UT,
The Real Kids,
Yusef Lateef,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Robert Görl,
Matthew Bourne,
Barclay James Harvest,
Avey Tare,
Masters at Work,
Fear,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Prince Buster,
Nik Kershaw,
LL Cool J,
Zero Boys,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Swell Maps,
The Neon Judgement,
Pussy Galore,
John Coltrane,
Altered Images,
China Crisis,
Crooked Eye,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
D'Angelo,
Barry Ungar,
Los Fastidios,
Henry Cow,
Minnie Riperton,
Television Personalities,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Standells,
Pylon,
Terrestrial Tones,
Eric Copeland,
Delon & Dalcan,
This Heat,
Goldenarms,
Dennis Brown,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Scott Walker,
Nils Olav,
Skarface,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Panda Bear,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.