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 Poland and from Bremen.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 Youth Brigade to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Danielle Patucci,
DNA,
Leonard Cohen,
Scan 7,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marcia Griffiths,
Inner City,
The Count Five,
Man Parrish,
Nick Fraelich,
ABBA,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Junior Murvin,
Donny Hathaway,
Interpol,
Maleditus Sound,
Minnie Riperton,
Lou Reed,
Black Moon,
Radiopuhelimet,
New Age Steppers,
Magazine,
Peter & Gordon,
Grey Daturas,
Harmonia,
Camouflage,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Fad Gadget,
Fatback Band,
Motorama,
Max Romeo,
The Flesh Eaters,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mo-Dettes,
Glenn Branca,
Kurtis Blow,
Suburban Knight,
Nils Olav,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Music Machine,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Yusef Lateef,
The Modern Lovers,
A Certain Ratio,
Minor Threat,
Wally Richardson,
Intrusion,
Boogie Down Productions,
Soulsonic Force,
Soft Machine,
The Alarm Clocks,
Niagra,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fall,
The Residents,
Tears for Fears,
X-102,
Bill Wells,
B.T. Express,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.