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 Angola and from Madrid.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Supertramp to the dance 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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
Duran Duran,
Bauhaus,
The Moody Blues,
Das Ding,
Animal Collective,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ludus,
Basic Channel,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Trumans Water,
AZ,
The Neon Judgement,
Charles Mingus,
X-101,
Kas Product,
Derrick Morgan,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Tres Demented,
Jeff Mills,
Minnie Riperton,
Dual Sessions,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dorothy Ashby,
Talk Talk,
The Dirtbombs,
Bobby Womack,
Cymande,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Flipper,
Ice-T,
the Fania All-Stars,
Danielle Patucci,
Warsaw,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Shoche,
Alton Ellis,
The Buckinghams,
Agitation Free,
Black Flag,
Silicon Teens,
Scrapy,
The Mummies,
Stereo Dub,
8 Eyed Spy,
ABC,
Amon Düül II,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Germs,
Moebius,
The Beau Brummels,
Scion,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Young Rascals,
OOIOO,
Technova,
The Techniques,
Donny Hathaway,
Sarah Menescal,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.