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 Ghana and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gregory Isaacs to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Popol Vuh record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Juan Atkins,
the Sonics,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Derrick May,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Michelle Simonal,
The Evens,
Steve Hackett,
cv313,
Kerri Chandler,
Second Layer,
Brand Nubian,
New Age Steppers,
Yaz,
Robert Wyatt,
Outsiders,
Bootsy Collins,
Jacques Brel,
Leonard Cohen,
Funkadelic,
John Cale,
Terry Callier,
Urselle,
Reuben Wilson,
Accadde A,
The Monochrome Set,
Thompson Twins,
Sight & Sound,
Pylon,
The Martian,
Soft Machine,
Agitation Free,
Al Stewart,
The Fortunes,
Maurizio,
MDC,
Joyce Sims,
Panda Bear,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Josef K,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Slackers,
Roger Hodgson,
Stiv Bators,
Wings,
The Star Department,
Vainqueur,
The Red Krayola,
Todd Terry,
The Electric Prunes,
The Young Rascals,
Curtis Mayfield,
Radiohead,
Funky Four + One,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Parry Music,
Wire,
Negative Approach,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.