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 Fiji and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Easy Going to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blossom Toes,
Anthony Braxton,
Skaos,
the Fania All-Stars,
Japan,
Brothers Johnson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Scientists,
Altered Images,
Lungfish,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gang of Four,
Das Ding,
Fatback Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nas,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Hot Snakes,
The Fire Engines,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gastr Del Sol,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Tres Demented,
The Golliwogs,
Bush Tetras,
Harmonia,
Todd Terry,
Eurythmics,
The Dead C,
Marc Almond,
Bang On A Can,
Crooked Eye,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
World's Most,
Porter Ricks,
Lakeside,
Cybotron,
Jacques Brel,
The American Breed,
The Saints,
Ronnie Foster,
Pulsallama,
Intrusion,
Goldenarms,
Groovy Waters,
Surgeon,
Trumans Water,
Dennis Brown,
Maurizio,
Talk Talk,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Gap Band,
Average White Band,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.