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 Norway and from Cairo.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Joyce Sims to the rap 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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blues Magoos,
Blancmange,
The Monochrome Set,
Don Cherry,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sam Rivers,
Roxy Music,
Eve St. Jones,
The Gories,
Royal Trux,
John Cale,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Neil Young,
The Human League,
Au Pairs,
Hoover,
Absolute Body Control,
Bill Wells,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lindisfarne,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Cramps,
Fear,
Amazonics,
Q and Not U,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
These Immortal Souls,
Interpol,
Swans,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Essential Logic,
Marmalade,
Theoretical Girls,
Skarface,
The Gun Club,
Joyce Sims,
Gichy Dan,
CMW,
UT,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The American Breed,
Letta Mbulu,
Minutemen,
Alphaville,
Popol Vuh,
The Fugs,
AZ,
Big Daddy Kane,
Eyeless In Gaza,
X-102,
Subhumans,
Bad Manners,
cv313,
Alton Ellis,
The Smiths,
T.S.O.L.,
Jacques Brel,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.