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 Djibouti and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Morten Harket to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Make Up,
Cameo,
Inner City,
Radiohead,
Spandau Ballet,
Outsiders,
Swell Maps,
Sun Ra,
The Stooges,
Chris Corsano,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rotary Connection,
Agent Orange,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Soulsonic Force,
T.S.O.L.,
Patti Smith,
The Blues Magoos,
Joe Smooth,
Scion,
CMW,
Pussy Galore,
Royal Trux,
Stockholm Monsters,
Arcadia,
Josef K,
Altered Images,
Can,
Peter and Kerry,
Gichy Dan,
Brass Construction,
Crash Course in Science,
the Fania All-Stars,
Panda Bear,
Barclay James Harvest,
Henry Cow,
The Invisible,
Bobby Sherman,
La Düsseldorf,
Todd Terry,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ultravox,
Rakim,
Au Pairs,
Moebius,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bobby Womack,
the Soft Cell,
Dennis Brown,
Pylon,
The Raincoats,
Magazine,
The Toasters,
Ice-T,
Tim Buckley,
The Litter,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Tubeway Army,
Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day.
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.