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 Ethiopia and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Stetsasonic to the crunk 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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Kerrie Biddell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Star Department record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
Can,
Gong,
Roger Hodgson,
Jacob Miller,
Ice-T,
Organ,
F. McDonald,
Leonard Cohen,
Tommy Roe,
Bobby Sherman,
Piero Umiliani,
Public Image Ltd.,
John Cale,
Fela Kuti,
Quantec,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Red Krayola,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Dawn Penn,
Jimmy McGriff,
Massinfluence,
Marvin Gaye,
Joey Negro,
The Human League,
The Remains,
Roxette,
Bauhaus,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Barracudas,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kerri Chandler,
Black Pus,
Main Source,
Interpol,
The Cowsills,
Graham Central Station,
The Invisible,
Judy Mowatt,
Skaos,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
David Axelrod,
Jandek,
Qualms,
Rod Modell,
Dead Boys,
Freddie Wadling,
Ossler,
The Pop Group,
Tubeway Army,
Amon Düül,
Country Teasers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Siglo XX,
Eli Mardock,
Beasts of Bourbon,
L. Decosne,
Deepchord,
Ronan,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.
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.