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 Czech Republic and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Pantaleimon to the electroclash 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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Flesh Eaters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
The Pop Group,
Make Up,
Motorama,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Swell Maps,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bauhaus,
Fad Gadget,
Panda Bear,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pet Shop Boys,
Michelle Simonal,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Drexciya,
World's Most,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Young Rascals,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
In Retrospect,
Hashim,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
10cc,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Invisible,
Yusef Lateef,
DJ Style,
Scan 7,
Eric Dolphy,
Warren Ellis,
The Fortunes,
Tim Buckley,
Man Parrish,
Porter Ricks,
Accadde A,
Quadrant,
Metal Thangz,
Eddi Front,
Howard Jones,
Masters at Work,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dual Sessions,
F. McDonald,
Magma,
DNA,
X-101,
The Slits,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Velvet Underground,
Rod Modell,
Roger Hodgson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pagans,
Byron Stingily,
Arab on Radar,
Gabor Szabo,
Underground Resistance,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.