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 Qatar and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Offenders to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Alarm Clocks 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
Kenny Larkin,
Barclay James Harvest,
Joe Finger,
Second Layer,
Bronski Beat,
Television Personalities,
La Düsseldorf,
Kurtis Blow,
Roxette,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Eddi Front,
Dave Gahan,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Sonics,
Stereo Dub,
June of 44,
Easy Going,
The Fall,
Slick Rick,
Altered Images,
The Mojo Men,
Sixth Finger,
Sex Pistols,
PIL,
Youth Brigade,
Country Teasers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Scion,
48th St. Collective,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Surgeon,
ABBA,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ponytail,
Sarah Menescal,
Fear,
The Pretty Things,
Nirvana,
Hoover,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bluetip,
Aural Exciters,
8 Eyed Spy,
Basic Channel,
Aloha Tigers,
The Move,
The Count Five,
AZ,
Eurythmics,
Q and Not U,
Traffic Nightmare,
Magazine,
Mantronix,
Q65,
Gabor Szabo,
Sister Nancy,
The Last Poets,
Au Pairs,
Kool Moe Dee,
Arab on Radar,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.