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 Lithuania and from Columbus.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 Rites of Spring to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Trumans Water,
The Monks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Television Personalities,
The Happenings,
Oneida,
Silicon Teens,
Slave,
Wally Richardson,
The Gladiators,
Soul Sonic Force,
Massinfluence,
The Blackbyrds,
Circle Jerks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Faraquet,
Black Pus,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nick Fraelich,
Swans,
The Red Krayola,
Banda Bassotti,
Pagans,
Negative Approach,
Big Daddy Kane,
Talk Talk,
Camberwell Now,
Make Up,
Kaleidoscope,
Animal Collective,
DJ Style,
Toni Rubio,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Black Sheep,
FM Einheit,
Oblivians,
Warren Ellis,
The Birthday Party,
Matthew Halsall,
Yaz,
Nils Olav,
Sun City Girls,
Grauzone,
Pierre Henry,
Robert Hood,
Country Teasers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Dave Gahan,
D'Angelo,
The Sound,
Gang of Four,
The Pop Group,
Soft Cell,
Ronan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Can,
Maleditus Sound,
Hasil Adkins,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rekid,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.