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 Morocco and from Stockholm.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 rhodes 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 Average White Band to the grunge 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 The Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erykah Badu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Sun City Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Slits,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Siglo XX,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Roxette,
The Busters,
Andrew Hill,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Infiniti,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sparks,
Rhythm & Sound,
John Holt,
A Certain Ratio,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Wolf Eyes,
Flash Fearless,
Make Up,
Gang Gang Dance,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kerri Chandler,
The Birthday Party,
Groovy Waters,
Minny Pops,
The Selecter,
FM Einheit,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Mad Mike,
Sonny Sharrock,
Mars,
Swans,
The Fugs,
Johnny Osbourne,
Second Layer,
Spoonie Gee,
Harry Pussy,
Rekid,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mantronix,
The Moody Blues,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Mark Hollis,
Eric Dolphy,
Wasted Youth,
Joey Negro,
Nik Kershaw,
Toni Rubio,
Moss Icon,
Cymande,
Chrome,
a-ha,
Al Stewart,
Lower 48,
Das Ding,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Angels of Light,
Amon Düül,
Los Fastidios,
Robert Hood,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.