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 South Sudan and from Spokane.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 clarinet 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 Sister Nancy to the dance 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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Matthew Bourne,
Massinfluence,
Thompson Twins,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Boz Scaggs,
The Busters,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bluetip,
The Pretty Things,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Archie Shepp,
Scion,
The Durutti Column,
Animal Collective,
Prince Buster,
Rekid,
Ten City,
Monks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Birthday Party,
The Knickerbockers,
Man Parrish,
Eli Mardock,
Gerry Rafferty,
John Foxx,
Terrestrial Tones,
Drexciya,
Bill Near,
Max Romeo,
Pantytec,
Sun Ra,
OOIOO,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sun City Girls,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lucky Dragons,
Nik Kershaw,
Y Pants,
Dave Gahan,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kas Product,
Depeche Mode,
The Gap Band,
Sparks,
The Sound,
Blake Baxter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The New Christs,
Siglo XX,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Faust,
Panda Bear,
Joy Division,
The Mojo Men,
Khruangbin,
Simply Red,
Neu!,
Robert Hood,
The Zeros,
Theoretical Girls,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.