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 Senegal and from Bologna.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Iggy Pop to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Knickerbockers,
Quadrant,
Pere Ubu,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ludus,
The Dave Clark Five,
Dark Day,
Susan Cadogan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Saccharine Trust,
the Swans,
UT,
Outsiders,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rosa Yemen,
Ronnie Foster,
Barbara Tucker,
The Associates,
Aaron Thompson,
Pierre Henry,
Erasure,
Letta Mbulu,
Von Mondo,
Essential Logic,
Intrusion,
Todd Terry,
Scott Walker,
World's Most,
Lower 48,
Flipper,
This Heat,
June Days,
Smog,
Unrelated Segments,
Ponytail,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Hasil Adkins,
Q65,
Sly & The Family Stone,
These Immortal Souls,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ituana,
Model 500,
Flamin' Groovies,
Magma,
Cybotron,
Index,
Electric Prunes,
H. Thieme,
Crime,
The Zeros,
The Angels of Light,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bluetip,
kango's stein massive,
Bronski Beat,
Metal Thangz,
Los Fastidios,
Hardrive,
Neu!,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.