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 Montenegro 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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 J.B.'s to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fatback Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Scion,
The Misunderstood,
Whodini,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sun City Girls,
Tears for Fears,
Bob Dylan,
PIL,
Dual Sessions,
The Sonics,
The Blues Magoos,
Unwound,
The Index,
Sex Pistols,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scott Walker,
Zero Boys,
Delta 5,
June of 44,
Pantytec,
Loose Ends,
The Offenders,
Rhythm & Sound,
Faust,
Danielle Patucci,
Nico,
Animal Collective,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Roger Hodgson,
EPMD,
OOIOO,
Blossom Toes,
The Residents,
The Stooges,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Motions,
Franke,
Robert Hood,
KRS-One,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Newcleus,
The Dead C,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Anakelly,
Thee Headcoats,
Michelle Simonal,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Walker Brothers,
The Zeros,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Patti Smith,
Vladislav Delay,
Funkadelic,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ronan,
Barrington Levy,
Gil Scott Heron,
Arcadia,
Derrick Morgan,
Sun Ra,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.