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 Iraq and from Winnipeg.
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 Woodstock and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 synthesizer 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 Amon Düül to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Green,
Young Marble Giants,
Bill Near,
Pulsallama,
The Happenings,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Oneida,
Harmonia,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Faust,
Judy Mowatt,
The Pretty Things,
The Divine Comedy,
KRS-One,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
H. Thieme,
Camouflage,
Schoolly D,
Vainqueur,
Joy Division,
Soul II Soul,
Charles Mingus,
Camberwell Now,
The Index,
Erykah Badu,
Sixth Finger,
Cheater Slicks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Negative Approach,
Agitation Free,
The Zeros,
The Smoke,
Quantec,
The Five Americans,
Hashim,
The Busters,
Excepter,
Gerry Rafferty,
Godley & Creme,
Thompson Twins,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Parry Music,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Theoretical Girls,
X-102,
Boogie Down Productions,
LL Cool J,
the Normal,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fad Gadget,
kango's stein massive,
Marshall Jefferson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Terrestrial Tones,
Siglo XX,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Crooked Eye,
The Detroit Cobras,
Little Man,
Marmalade,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ronnie Foster,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.