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 Colombia and from Bremen.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Dave Clark Five to the dance 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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 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?
kango's stein massive,
Wasted Youth,
Ponytail,
Slick Rick,
Rod Modell,
Porter Ricks,
Silicon Teens,
The Pretty Things,
The Golliwogs,
The Velvet Underground,
CMW,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Standells,
The Techniques,
Skaos,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Mr. Review,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sonny Sharrock,
B.T. Express,
Bootsy Collins,
Basic Channel,
Deakin,
Heaven 17,
Desert Stars,
The Real Kids,
Little Man,
Absolute Body Control,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kevin Saunderson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Avey Tare,
Man Parrish,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Toni Rubio,
Unrelated Segments,
Cameo,
Fugazi,
The Birthday Party,
Bang On A Can,
Sixth Finger,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Trojans,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nas,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Barracudas,
Aloha Tigers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Moby Grape,
Monolake,
Royal Trux,
Skarface,
Michelle Simonal,
Joe Smooth,
Blossom Toes,
Circle Jerks,
Jeff Lynne,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.