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 Algeria and from Lille.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Slackers to the rock 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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Subhumans,
The Zeros,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Circle Jerks,
Bizarre Inc.,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Mr. Review,
Sam Rivers,
The Dirtbombs,
Ossler,
The Mummies,
Television,
Pussy Galore,
Bobby Womack,
Rod Modell,
Soft Machine,
Thee Headcoats,
Section 25,
Kas Product,
Hashim,
kango's stein massive,
Donald Byrd,
Fugazi,
The Fugs,
Sun Ra,
Juan Atkins,
Slick Rick,
Barclay James Harvest,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Grass Roots,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Aswad,
Lou Christie,
The Wake,
X-102,
Idris Muhammad,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rakim,
Reuben Wilson,
Wasted Youth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Trojans,
Groovy Waters,
Graham Central Station,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Michelle Simonal,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rapeman,
Y Pants,
Neil Young,
Chrome,
Pantytec,
Supertramp,
Swell Maps,
The Cramps,
Minny Pops,
Letta Mbulu,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.