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 Iraq and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Seeds to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
Gerry Rafferty,
T. Rex,
Jerry's Kids,
KRS-One,
Gang Gang Dance,
Joe Finger,
the Association,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jacques Brel,
Loose Ends,
Yusef Lateef,
John Lydon,
Newcleus,
The Names,
Colin Newman,
The Gladiators,
Amon Düül,
PIL,
Erasure,
Yazoo,
Dead Boys,
Das Ding,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Johnny Osbourne,
Livin' Joy,
Idris Muhammad,
Index,
Drive Like Jehu,
Nik Kershaw,
The Monochrome Set,
Roger Hodgson,
Adolescents,
In Retrospect,
U.S. Maple,
Erykah Badu,
The Invisible,
Harry Pussy,
Blake Baxter,
The Electric Prunes,
Glambeats Corp.,
Absolute Body Control,
Todd Terry,
Jeff Mills,
Sarah Menescal,
Negative Approach,
Alison Limerick,
Spandau Ballet,
Gang of Four,
the Sonics,
Fatback Band,
The Beau Brummels,
Mars,
The Cure,
Black Sheep,
Amazonics,
The Saints,
Vainqueur,
The Moody Blues,
Magazine,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rites of Spring,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.