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 Namibia and from London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Sisters of Mercy to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New York Dolls,
Arab on Radar,
The Residents,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kayak,
The Smiths,
This Heat,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Cowsills,
Drexciya,
Wire,
Iggy Pop,
T. Rex,
ABBA,
Danielle Patucci,
Jeff Mills,
Jeff Lynne,
Black Bananas,
Matthew Halsall,
Rites of Spring,
Moby Grape,
The Litter,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Deakin,
Malaria!,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Technova,
Schoolly D,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Beau Brummels,
The Monochrome Set,
Bang On A Can,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Amazonics,
Boredoms,
Todd Rundgren,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sun Ra,
The Offenders,
Gregory Isaacs,
Alphaville,
Main Source,
Rapeman,
Rakim,
Mo-Dettes,
The Divine Comedy,
The Gories,
Glenn Branca,
Thompson Twins,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Newcleus,
Matthew Bourne,
Ossler,
These Immortal Souls,
The Misunderstood,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Toni Rubio,
Mary Jane Girls,
Black Flag,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.