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 Saudi Arabia and from Toronto.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 oboe 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 F. McDonald to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Evens,
Fad Gadget,
Freddie Wadling,
Bill Near,
Von Mondo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Simply Red,
New Age Steppers,
Das Ding,
The Modern Lovers,
Connie Case,
The Doors,
Nico,
The Blues Magoos,
Rufus Thomas,
Thompson Twins,
Fugazi,
Scratch Acid,
Q65,
Todd Terry,
The Sonics,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Barry Ungar,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nick Fraelich,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jeff Lynne,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pierre Henry,
Ultra Naté,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Whodini,
Arab on Radar,
Organ,
June Days,
OOIOO,
John Cale,
Stetsasonic,
Tears for Fears,
Fluxion,
DJ Style,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Angry Samoans,
Sun Ra,
Gang Green,
Roy Ayers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
New Order,
Frankie Knuckles,
David Axelrod,
Jeff Mills,
Q and Not U,
The J.B.'s,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Saccharine Trust,
Kas Product,
Moebius,
Joey Negro,
The Mummies,
The Busters,
The Leaves,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.