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 Bangladesh and from Bremen.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the grime 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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Slick Rick,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Oblivians,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Cybotron,
The Slackers,
Sparks,
Neil Young,
Oneida,
Hot Snakes,
Amon Düül II,
Skriet,
Gang Starr,
Laurel Aitken,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fluxion,
Au Pairs,
Jesper Dahlback,
F. McDonald,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Seeds,
Harry Pussy,
Swans,
Fela Kuti,
Excepter,
Camberwell Now,
Negative Approach,
Banda Bassotti,
X-101,
Jawbox,
Tears for Fears,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Invisible,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Velvet Underground,
AZ,
Nick Fraelich,
B.T. Express,
Rod Modell,
OOIOO,
Infiniti,
Stockholm Monsters,
Nico,
The Count Five,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Man Eating Sloth,
Dave Gahan,
Gang Gang Dance,
Malaria!,
Scion,
Byron Stingily,
Gerry Rafferty,
Absolute Body Control,
Radiohead,
Underground Resistance,
Depeche Mode,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ohio Players,
Zero Boys,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.