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 Germany and from Lagos.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 X-102 to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
MC5,
The Doors,
Tears for Fears,
Wally Richardson,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jeff Mills,
David Axelrod,
the Normal,
the Slits,
E-Dancer,
Junior Murvin,
Average White Band,
Surgeon,
DJ Style,
Scan 7,
Scrapy,
Roger Hodgson,
Crispian St. Peters,
ABBA,
Masters at Work,
The Associates,
Warsaw,
Bang On A Can,
Roxy Music,
Tom Boy,
Gabor Szabo,
Blossom Toes,
Kurtis Blow,
Clear Light,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Fire Engines,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Urselle,
Dark Day,
Ponytail,
Parry Music,
Moebius,
Radiohead,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Hardrive,
Cecil Taylor,
Morten Harket,
Oneida,
AZ,
The Golliwogs,
The Beau Brummels,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lungfish,
The Sound,
The Grass Roots,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Reuben Wilson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Desert Stars,
Lucky Dragons,
Darondo,
Young Marble Giants,
Sparks,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.