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 Mongolia and from Madrid.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 organ 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 The Moody Blues to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
Adolescents,
Shuggie Otis,
The Doobie Brothers,
K-Klass,
Robert Wyatt,
Davy DMX,
Joe Smooth,
Dual Sessions,
The Busters,
Average White Band,
Archie Shepp,
Yazoo,
World's Most,
The Wake,
Steve Hackett,
Lalann,
Jeff Mills,
Arthur Verocai,
Vainqueur,
Deakin,
Soul II Soul,
Gang of Four,
The Walker Brothers,
The Saints,
The Toasters,
Severed Heads,
Cameo,
Duran Duran,
Charles Mingus,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lindisfarne,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Human League,
Brick,
Fluxion,
Bobby Byrd,
Patti Smith,
Blossom Toes,
The Monochrome Set,
Parry Music,
The Dirtbombs,
The Techniques,
Tres Demented,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Eli Mardock,
Pet Shop Boys,
Quando Quango,
Glenn Branca,
Negative Approach,
The Count Five,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
48th St. Collective,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Martian,
Pulsallama,
Groovy Waters,
Traffic Nightmare,
Maurizio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.