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 Ivory Coast and from Manila.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Holger Czukay 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 the Normal to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Sun Ra,
Flash Fearless,
Danielle Patucci,
Robert Görl,
Hashim,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lou Reed,
Severed Heads,
The Vogues,
R.M.O.,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Morten Harket,
Leonard Cohen,
Black Flag,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Pop Group,
Reagan Youth,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Swans,
Jerry's Kids,
Fad Gadget,
Joensuu 1685,
Technova,
OOIOO,
The Techniques,
Harmonia,
Colin Newman,
E-Dancer,
Stiv Bators,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Skriet,
Gil Scott Heron,
Inner City,
Supertramp,
Visage,
The Doobie Brothers,
Chris & Cosey,
Lebanon Hanover,
Youth Brigade,
The Stooges,
Josef K,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Roy Ayers,
H. Thieme,
Letta Mbulu,
Suicide,
Half Japanese,
The Durutti Column,
Tom Boy,
EPMD,
Bobby Byrd,
Drexciya,
Goldenarms,
Bang On A Can,
Anthony Braxton,
Smog,
Scion,
The Gap Band,
Eli Mardock,
Wasted Youth,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.