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 Benin and from London.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 808 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 FM Einheit to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Green,
Sun City Girls,
Easy Going,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Quando Quango,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Warsaw,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Connie Case,
Kas Product,
Scrapy,
Mark Hollis,
The Moleskins,
Hot Snakes,
Howard Jones,
Mantronix,
Television,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Slits,
Alison Limerick,
This Heat,
The Seeds,
Archie Shepp,
Fear,
L. Decosne,
The Knickerbockers,
Cameo,
Don Cherry,
Albert Ayler,
Barclay James Harvest,
Agent Orange,
Barry Ungar,
John Lydon,
Malaria!,
Colin Newman,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dennis Brown,
Marcia Griffiths,
Heaven 17,
Nik Kershaw,
Soulsonic Force,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Leaves,
Skarface,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sixth Finger,
The Doors,
La Düsseldorf,
Basic Channel,
Man Eating Sloth,
Buzzcocks,
Yellowson,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Vogues,
Traffic Nightmare,
Aswad,
Procol Harum,
DJ Style,
kango's stein massive,
E-Dancer,
Fatback Band,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.